





MEMORY GEMS 



-RADED SELEOTIOjSTS IN PROSE 
A.'ND TERSE. 




FOIi THE USE OF SCHOOLS. 



BY 

W. H. LAMi!:;".T, 






We should lay up in our minds a store of goodly tho'iahts in 
ll-wrought words, which should be a living treasure of knowledge. 
always with us, and from which, at various times, and amidst all the 
khifting of circunristances, we might be sure of drawing some cot.i- 
fort, guidance, and sympathy, — Arthur Helps. 



BOSxON: 
PUBLISHED BY GTVN, HEATH, & CO 

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LIBRARY OF CONGRESS. 



UNITES STATES OF AMERICA. 



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MEMORY GEMS: 

GEADED SELEOTIOITS IE" PEOSE 
AND VEESE, 

FOR THE USE OF SCHOOLS. 



BY 

W>- H. LAMBERT, 

SUPERINTENDENT OF SCHOOLS, MALDEN, MASS. 



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We should lay up in our minds a store of goodly thoughts in 
well-wrought words, which should be a living treasure of knowledge, 
always with us, and fronn which, at various times, and amidst all the 
shifting of circumstances, we might be sure of drawing some com- 
fort, guidance, and sympathy. — Arthur Helps. 




BOSTON: 

PUBLISHED BY GIK^T, HEATH, &C0. 

1883. 




Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1883, by 

GINN, HEATH, & CO., 
In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington. 



J. S. Gushing & Co., Printers, 115 High Street, Boston. 






The thanks of the editor are due to Messes. 
Houghton. Mifflin & Co., for the generous 
permission to use passages from their copyrighted 
authors. 



PEEFAOE. 



THE value of committing to memory in childhood 
choice passages of prose and verse cannot be over- 
rated. Although the practice as a school exercise is of 
late introduction among us, yet it has long been insisted 
on in the programmes of schools in England, and espe- 
cially on the continent of Europe. It was made much 
of by the early writers on education, and it is now 
recognized by the best teachers everywhere as an essen- 
tial part of school training. As a means of moral 
culture, it is of inestimable importance. The elevated 
and noble sentiments the selections embody refine the 
manners, exalt the feelings, and stimulate the moral 
energies of the child. He who when a boy stores his 
mind with the best precepts for the guidance of life, 
cannot go far astray when a man. A recitation of 
" memory gems " should be made each morning a part 
of the opening exercises af the school. What better 
preparation for the day's work can the teacher make, 
than by bathing, as it were, the minds of his pupils iu 
the living fountains of thought which have issued from 
the noblest souls. 



iv PREFACE. 

The teacher should see to it that the selections are 
not committed mechanically. It is not simply the words 
that are to be put in the memory — it is the thought 
that is to be made felt. The passages to be committed 
should be explained, and their meaning enforced. With 
younger children, especially, it is well for the teacher 
first to repeat the exercise, thus by example inculcating 
the proper tones and inflections. To derive from these 
exercises the benefit which they contemplate, the pas- 
sages committed should often be reproduced. The 
pupil should not only be able to say the selection, 
but he should repeat it so often that it becomes in- 
woven with the very fibre of his mind. 

This book contains three hundred and forty-six 
"gems," selected from more' than one hundred and 
fifty authors, and embraces a wide range of thought 
and sentiment. The selections have been arranged in 
three groups, for primary, intermediate, and advanced 
classes. A closer gradation seems to the editor imprac- 
ticable. 

The book has been prepared with a firm conviction 
of the importance of the practice which it is designed 
to encourage, and is offered in the hope that teachers 
may be assisted by it in making such selections as are 
most worthy to be treasured in the minds of those 
under their charge. 

Malden, December 22, 1883. 



IlfDEX OF AUTHOES. 



Abbey, Henry, 90. 
Addison, Joseph, 91. 
Alger, Horatio, 50. 
Alger, W. R., 95. 

Bacon, Francis, 135. 

Bailey, Philip J., 84, 86, 142. 

Banks, G. L., 86. 

Barbauld, Mrs. Letitia, 131. 

Barry, Michael J., 142. 

Benjamin, Park, 76. 

Berkeley, Bishop George, 83. 

Blake, William, 35. 

Bonar, H., 92. 

Bossuet, 125. 

Browning, Robert, 100. 

Browning, Elizabeth Barrett, 58. 

Bryant, William C, 106, 128, 148. 

Bm'ke, Edmund, 104. 

Bm-ns, Robert, 87, 120, 136. 

Butler, Samuel, 95. 

Butts, Mrs. M. F., 9. 

Byrd, W^illiam, 93. 

Byron, Lord, 111, 113, 136, 144. 

Campbell, Thomas, 94. 
Gary, Alice, 63, 75. 
Gary, Phoebe, 22. 
Garlyle, Thomas, 104, 116. 



Chesterfield, Lord, 116. 
Child, Lydia Maria, 30. 
Cicero, 132. 
Clark, Luella, 24, 41. 
Clough, Arthur Hugh, 142, 144. 
Cook, Eliza, 53. 
Coleridge, S. T., 33, 77. 
Colesworthy, M. D. C, 65, 105. 
Confucius, 143. 
Congreve, William, 131. 
Cornwall, Barry, 124. 
Cotton, Nathaniel, 149. 
Cowper, William, 95, 117, 122. 
Cranch, C. P., 91. 

Dickens, Charles, 130. 
Dodge, Mary Mapes, 48, 49. 
Doddridge, Philip, 141. 
Dolcken, H. W., 18, 23. 
Douglass, Marian, 23. 
Drake, Joseph Rodman, 119. 
Dwight, Timothy, 118. 
Dwight, J. S., 125. 
Dyer, Edward, 109. - 

Earle, N"., 68. 
Eliot, George, 150. 
Eliot, Henrietta R., 56. 
Elliot, Ebeuezer, 126. 



VI 



INDEX OF A UTHORS. 



•"^Emerson, Ralph Waldo, 67, 
117, 134, 137, 142. 
Epictetus, 131. 
Erasmus, 129. 

Faber, F. W., 106. 
Fairholt, F. W., 53. 
Fawcett, Edgar, 49. 
Fichte, 136. 

Fields, James T., 51, 97. 
Fletcher, John, 89. 
FoUen, Mrs. Eliza, 33. 

Garrison, William Lloyd, 99. 
Goethe, 122. 
Goldsmith, Oliver, 151. 
Goodwin, Mrs., 28. 
Gough, John B., 122. 
Gray, Thomas, 88. 

Hale, Mrs., 108. 
Hall, Bishop, 103. 
Hamilton, Alexander, 117. 
Hawkesworth, Mrs., 77. 
Heath, C. B., 69. 
Herrick, Robert, 87. 
Herbert, George, 101. 
Hillhouse, James H., 140. 
Holland, J. G., 108, 115, 135. 
Holmes, O. W., 102. 
Houghton, George, 90, 139. 
Houghton, Lord, 135. 

Ingelow, Jean, 38, 64. 

Jefferson, Thomas, 152. 
Jewett, Sarah O., 17. 
Jones, Sir William, 121. 
Jonson, Ben, 133. 



Keats, John, 99. 

Keble, John, 118. 

Kingsley, Charles, 28, 59, 62, 101. 

Larcom, Lucy, 20, 66, 127, 140. 

Locke, John, 107. 

Longfellow, H. W., 42, 61, 74, 

79, 94, 95, 98, 113, 115, 120, 

129, 131, 144, 149, 150. 
Lowell, James Russell, 125, 143. 
Lovelace, Richard, 94. 
Lytton, Bulwer, 113, 129, 134. 

Macdonald, George, 3. 
Mackay, Charles, 57. 
Massey, Gerald, 116. 
Mathews, William, 138. 
McCarthy, Dennis Florence, 132. 
Milton, John, 105, 147. 
Montgomery, James, 91, 137. 
Moore, Thomas, 118. 

N'ewman, J. H., 89. 

O'Reilly, John Boyle, 90. 
Osgood, F. S., 90. 
Osgood, H. S., 98. 

Pitt, William, 153. 

Plautus, 119. 

Plutarch, 115. 

Pope, Alexander, 105, 129, 134, 

141. 
Porter, President, 112. 
Prescott, Mary M., 39. 
Preston, Margaret J., 101. 

Reynolds, Bishop, 104. 
Rochester, Earl of, 109. 



INDEX OF AUTHORS. 



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Rogers, Samuel, 145. 
Eosetti, Christina G., 100. 
Ruskin, John, 133. 

Savage, M. J., 96. 

Saxe, J. G., 97. 

Schiller, 138, 146. 

Scott, Sir Walter, 93, 110, 151. 

Seneca, 128. 

Shakespeare, William, 89, 92, 
100, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 
108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 
115, 116, 117, 118, 119, 120, 121, 
123, 124, 126, 127, 129, 130, 141, 
145, 148, 149. 

Shelley, Percy Bysshe, 88. 

Southey, Robert, 98. 

Stael, Madame de, 137. 

Stacy, Joel, 9. 

Stodart, M. A., 16. 

Story, W. W., 143. 



TaKonrd, T. ]^., 147. 

Tennyson, Alfred, 7, 72, 83, 84, 

110, 114, 123, 130, 135, 139, 

141, 143. 
Thackeray, William M., 133. 
Thomson, James, 99. 
Trench, Richard Chevevix, 102. 

Ware, Henry, Jr., 126. 
Watts, Isaac, 50. 
Webster, Daniel, 123. 
Whittier, J. G., 55, 111. 
Wilcox, Carlos, 84. 
Wise, Henry A., 54. 
AVordsworth, William, 85, 92, 

102, 109, 129, 132, 136, 140. 
Wotton, Sir Henry, 112. 

Yomig, Edward, 96, 146. 



PEIMAKY CLASSES, 




Selections for Primary Classes. 



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THE BABY. 



Where did you come from,- baby dear ? 
Out of the everywhere into here. 

Where did you get your eyes so blue ? 
Out of the skies as I came through. 

Where did you get that little tear? 
I found it waiting when I got here. 

What makes your forehead so smooth and high? 
A soft hand stroked it as I went by. 

What makes your cheek like a warm Avhite rose? 
I saw something better than any one knows: 

Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss? 
Three angels gave me at once a kiss. 

Where did you get this pearly ear? 
God spoke, and it came out to hear. 

Where did you get these arms and hands ? 
Love made itself into hooks and bands. 



SELECTIONS FOR 

Feet, whence did you come, you darling things? 
From the same box as the cherubs' wings. 

How did they all come to be just you? 
God thought of me, and so I grew. 

But how did you come to us, you dear? 
God thought of you, and so I'm here. 

Geo. Macdonald. 



THE CHILD'S WORLD. 

Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful world, 
With the wonderful water round you curled, 
And the wonderful grass upon your breast — 
Wdrld, you are beautifully drest. 

The wonderful air is over me. 
And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree ; 
It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, 
And talks to itself on the tops of the hills. 

You friendly earth ! how far do jom go 

With the wheat-fields that nod and the rivers that flow, 

With cities, and gardens, and cliffs, and isles, 

And people upon you for thousands of miles? 

Ah! you are so great and I am so small, 

I tremble to think of you, world, at all; 

And yet, when I said my prayers to-day, 

A whisper inside me seemed to say: 

You are more than the earth, though you are such a dot ; 

You can love and think, and the earth cannot. 

Lilliput Lectures. 



PRIMARY CLASSES, 

A GOOD NAME. 

Childrek, choose it, 

Don't refuse it; 
'Tis a precious diadem; 

Highly prize it, 

Don't despise it ; 
You will need it when you are men. 

Love and cherish, 

Keep and nourish; 
'Tis more precious far than gold ; 

Watch and guard it, 

Don't discard it ; 
You will need it when you are old. 



TWO AND ONE. 

Two ears and only one month have you ; 

The reason, I think, is clear: 
It teaches, my child, that it will not do 

To talk about all you hear. 

Two eyes and only one month have you ; 

The reason of this must be, 
That you should learn that it will not do 

To talk about all you see. 

Two hands and only one mouth have you. 
And it is worth while repeating: 

The two are for work you will have to do 
The one is for eating. 



SELECTIONS FOR 



MOTION RECITATION. 

This is east, and this way west, 
Soon I'll learn to say the rest; 
This is high, and this is low, 
Only see how much I knoAv. 
This is narrow, this is Avide, 
Something else I know beside.. 

Down is where my feet you see. 
Up is where my head should be ; 
Here's my nose, and here my eyes; 
Don't you think I'm getting wise? 
Now my eyes wide open keep, 
Shut them when I go to sleep. 

Here's my mouth, and here's my chin, 
Soon to read I shall begin ; 
Ears I have as you can see. 
Of much use they are to me ! 
This my right hand is, you see, 
This my left, as all agree ; 
Overhead I raise them high, 
Clap ! clap ! clap ! I let them fly. 

If a lady in the street. 
Or my teacher I should meet, 
From my head my cap I take, 
And a bow like this I make. 
Now I fold my arms up so, 
To my seat I softly go. 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 

LITTLE BIRDIE. 

What does little birdie say, 
In her nest at peep of day? 
"Let me fly," says little birdie, 
"Mother, let me fly away." 

"Birdie, rest a little longer. 
Till the little wings are stronger." 
So she rests a little longer. 
Then she flies away. 

What does little baby say. 
In her bed at peep of day? 
Baby says, like little birdie, 
"Let me rise and fly away." 

"Baby, sleep a little longer. 
Till the little limbs are stronger. 
If she sleeps a little longer. 
Baby, too, shall fly away." 

Alfred Tennyson. 



TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR. 

Twinkle, twinkle, little star! 
How I Avonder what you are. 
Up above the world so high. 
Like a diamond in the sky. 

When the glorious sun is set. 
When the grass with dew is wet, 



SELECTIONS FOR 

Then you show your little light, 
Twinkle, twinkle all the night. 

In the dark-blue sky you keep, 
And often through my curtains peep, 
For you never shut your eye. 
Till the sun is in the sky. • 

As your bright and tiny spark 
Guides the traveller in the dark. 
Though I know not what you are, 
Twinkle, twinkle, little star ! 



THE ANGEL'S LADDER. 

"If there were a ladder, mother, 

Between the earth and sky, 
As in the days of the Bible, 

I would bid you all good-by. 
And go through every country. 

And search from town to town, 
Till I had found the ladder, 

With angels coming down. 

"Then I would wait quite softly. 

Beside the lowest round. 
Till the sweetest-looking angel 

Had stepped upon the ground; 
I would pull his dazzling garment, 

And speak out very plain. 
Will you take me, please, to heaven. 

When you go back again ? " 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 

"All, darling," said the mother, 

"You need not wander so 
To find the golden ladder 

Where angels come and go. 
Wherever gentle kindness 

Or pitying love abounds, 
There is the wondrous ladder. 

With angels on the rounds." 

Mrs. M. F. Butts. 



THE SWEET RED ROSE. 

" GoOD-MOREOW, little rose-bush. 

Now prythee tell me true : 
To be as sweet as a sweet red rose. 

What must a body do?" 

"To be as sweet as a sweet red rose, 

A little girl like you 

just grows, and grows, and grows, and grows, — 

And that's what she must do." 

Joel Stacy. 



BAD "I CAN'T." 

"Leave our school-room, 

Bad 'I Can't'; 
Leave it now forever ! 

We will try, and try again, 
And listen to you never. 



10 SELECTIONS FOR 

"Leave us, leave lis, 

Bad 'I Can't'; 
You have naughty brothers, — 

'Will,' and 'Shall,' and 'Won't,' and 'Shan't,' 
And too many others. 

" Good-by, good-by. 

Bad 'I Can't'; 
Shut the door behind you ; 

In this school-room nevermore 
Shall our teacher find you." 

Our Little Ones. 



DON'T FRET. 

Don't be in a pet; 

You never should fret, 

But laugh, and try to be good. 

You never should scold; 

Do what you are told. 

As little ones always should. 



BE CHEERFUL. 

Tey to be cheerful; 

Never be fearful, 

Or think that the sky will fall. 

Let the sky tumble, 

Fear not the rumble. 

It never can hurt you at all. 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 11 

BE A MAN. 

O fie! 

Do not cry, 

If you hit your toe ; 

Say " Oh ! " 

And let it go. 

Be a man 

If you can, 

And do not cry. 



HASTE IS WASTE, 

Live and learn; 

Do not burn 

Your fingers in the fire. 

Do not run, 

Just for fun. 

Your little legs to tire. 

Learn to talk. 

Learn to walk. 

But do not be in haste ; 

Stub 3^our toes. 

Hurt your nose. 

And learn that haste is waste. 



Do your best, your very best. 
And do it every day. 

Little boys and little girls. 
That is the wisest way. 



12 SELECTIONS FOR 



GOD'S LOVE. 



God cares for every little cliilcl 

That on this large earth liveth ; 

He gives them home and food and clothes, 
And more than these God giveth. 

He gives them all their loving friends, 
He gives each child its mother ; 

He gives them all the happiness 
Of loving one another. 

He makes the earth all beautiful ; 

He makes thine eyes to see ; 
And touch and hearing, taste and smell, 

He gives them all to thee. 

What can a little child give God? 

From his bright Heavens above 
The great God smiles and reaches down, 

To take his children's love. 



NEVER PLAY TRUANT. 

LiSTEK to me, now, 
My dear little lad : 

Never play truant; 

'Tis naughty and bad. 

Others will scorn you. 

And point as you pass: 

"Look at the boy 

At the foot of his class ! 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 13 

While jou are growing 

Learn all that you can, 
Or you will be sorry 

When you are a man. 



THE CHILD AND THE RAIN-DROPS. 

PlTTEE-PATTER, pitter-patter, 

On the window-pane I 
Oh, where do you come from, 

You little drops of rain? 

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. 

Is what I hear you say; 

Tell me, little rain-drops, 

Is this the way you play? 

I sit here at the window; 

I've nothing else to do ; 
Oh, how I'd like to play 

This rainy day with you ! 

The little rain-drops cannot speak ; 

But, " pitter-patter, pat " 
Means, "we play on this side, 

But you must play on that." 



THE GOLDEN RULE. 

To do to all men as I would 

That they should do to me. 
Will make me kind, and just, and good, 
And so I'll try to be. 



14 SELECTIONS FOR 

A CHILD'S WISH. 

I WISH I were a note 
From a sweet bird's throat ! 
I'd float on forever, 
And melt away never ! 
I would I were a note 
From a sweet bird's throat ! 

But I am what I am ! 

As content as a lamb. 

No new state I'll covet ; 

For how long should I love it ? 

No, I'll be what I am, — 

As content as a lamb I 

THE BOY WHO NEVER TOLD A LIE. 

Once there was a little boy, 

With curly hair and pleasant eye — 

A boy who always told the truth, 
And never, never told a lie. 

And when he trotted off to school. 
The children all about would cry, 

" There goes the curly-headed boy — 
The boy that never tells a lie." 

And everybody loved him so. 

Because he always told the truth. 

That every day, as he grew up, 

'Twas said, " There goes the honest youth." 

And when the people that stood near 
Would turn to ask the reason why, 

The answer would be alwa3^s this: 
" Because he never tells a lie." 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 15 



GOD'S CARE. 



Knowest thou how many stars 
There are shining in the sky? 
Knowest thou how many clouds 
Every day go floating by? 
God, the Lord, has counted all ; 
He would miss one, should it fall. 

Knowest thou how many babes 
Go to little beds at night. 
That, without a care or trouble. 
Wake up with the morning light? 
God, in Heaven, each name can tell. 
Knows thee too, and loves thee well. 



HARK! MY CHILDREN! 

Haek! hark! O my children, hark! 

When the sky has lost its blue. 
What do the stars sing in the dark? 

"We must sparkle, sparkle through." 

What do leaves say in the storm, 

Tossed in whispering heaps together ? 

" We can keep the violets warm. 

Till they wake in fairer weather." 

What do happy birdies say, 

Flitting through the gloomy wood? 
"We must sing the gloom away — 

Sun or shadow — God is good." 



16 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE DARLING LITTLE GIRL. 

Who's the darling little girl 
Everybody loves to see? 

She it is whose sunny face 

Is as sweet as sweet can be. 

Who's the darling little girl 
Everybody loves to hear? 

She it is whose pleasant voice 
Falls like music on the ear. 

Who's the darling little girl 
Everybody loves to know? 

She it is whose acts and thoughts 
All are pure as Avhitest snow. 



ONE THING AT A TIME. 

WoEK while you work, 
Play while you play; 

This is the way 

To be cheerful and gay. 

All that you do 

Do with your might; 
Things done by halves 

Are never done right. 

One thing each time, 
And that done well. 

Is a very good rule, 
As many can tell. 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 17 

Moments are useless 

Trifled away; 
So work while you work, 

And play while you play. 

M. A. Stodart. 



DISCONTENT. 

Down in a field, one day in June, 
The flowers all bloomed together, 

Save one, who tried to hide herself. 

And drooped that pleasant weather. 

A robin, who had flown too high. 

And felt a little lazy, 
Was resting near a buttercup 

Who wished she were a daisy. 

For daisies grew so trig and tall! 

She always had a passion 
For wearing frills around her neck, 

In just the daisies' fashion. 

And buttercups must always be 
The same old tiresome color; 

While daisies dress in gold and white, 
Although their gold is duller. 

"Dear Robin," said the sad young flower, 
"Perhaps you'd not mind trying 

To find a nice white frill for me. 

Some day Avhen you are flying ? " 



18 SELECTIONS FOR 

'^ You silly thing ! " the robin said, 

"I think you must be crazy: 
I'd rather be my honest self, 

Than any made-up daisy. 

" You're nicer in your own bright gown, 

The little children love you; 
Be the best buttercup you can, 

And think no flower above you. 

" Though swallows leave me out of sight. 

We'd better keep our places ; 
Perhaps the world would all go wrong 

With one too many daisies. 

"Look bravely up into the sky. 
And be content with knowing 

That God wished for a buttercup 

Just here, where you are growing." 

Sarah O. Jewett. 



PATIENCE. 

The fisher who draws his net too soon. 

Won't have any fish to sell ; 
The child who shuts up his book too soon. 

Won't learn any lessons well. 

For if you would have your learning stay, 
Be patient, don't learn too fast; 

The man who travels a mile each day, 
Will get round the world at last. 

H. W. DOLCKEN. 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 19 

STOP, STOP, PRETTY WATER! 

" Stop, stop, pretty water ! " 

Said Mary, one day. 
To a frolicksome brook 

That was running awa}^. 

" You run on so fast ! 

I wish you would stay; 
My boat and my flowers 

You will carry away. 

"But I will run after, — 

Mother says that I may, — 

For I would know where 
You are running away." 

So Mary ran on; 

But I have heard say, 
That she never could find 

Where tlie brook ran away. 



CHILDREN. 

Oh, blessed things are children — 

The gifts of heavenly love ! 
They stand betwixt our worldly hearts 

And better things above. 
They link us with the spirit world 

By purity and truth, 
And keep our hearts still fresh and young 

With the presence of their youth ! 

From "Blackwood. 



20 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE SONG OF THE THRUSH. 

There's a merry brown thrush sitting up in the tree : 

He's singing to me ! he's singing to me ! 
And what does he say, little girl, little boy ? 
" Oh, the world's running over with joy ! 
Don't you hear ? Don't you see ? 
Hush ! look ! in my tree 
I'm as happy as happy can be ! " 

And the brown thrush keeps singing, " A nest, do you see, 

And five eggs hid by me in the juniper tree ? 
Don't meddle, don't touch, little girl, little boy, 
Or the world will lose some of its joy ; 
Now I'm glad ! now I'm free ! 
And I always shall be. 
If you never bring sorrow to me." 

So the merry brown thrush sings away in the tree, 

To you and to me, to you and to me ; 
And he sings all the day, little girl, little boy : 
" Oh, the world's running over with joy ! 
But long it won't be — 
Don't you know ? don't you see ? 



Unless we are as good as can be ! " 



Lucy Larcom. 



If wisdom's Avays j^ou wisely seek, 
Five things observe with care : 

To whom you speak, of whom you speak. 
And how, and when, and where. 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 21 

TIME. 

" Sixty seconds make a minute, 

Sixty minutes make an hour ; " 
If I were a little linnet, 

Hopping in lier leafy bower, 
Then I should not have to sing it: 
"Sixty seconds make a minute." 

"Twenty-four hours make a day, 

Seven days will make a week ; " 
And while we all at marbles play, 

Or run at cunning "hide and seek," 
Or in the garden gather flowers. 
We'll tell the time that make the hours. 

In every month the weeks are four. 

And twelve whole months will make a year; 
Now I must say it o'er and o'er. 

Or else it never will be clear; 
So once again I will begin it : 
"Sixty seconds make a minute." 



THE WISEST PLAN. 

Suppose, my little lady. 

Your doll should break her head, 
Could you make it whole by crying 

Till your eyes and nose were red? 
Then wouldn't it be pleasanter 

To treat it as a joke, 
And say you're glad 'twas dolly's. 

And not your head that's broke? 



22 . SELECTIONS FOR 

Suppose your task, my little man, 

Is very hard to get, 
Will it make it any easier 

For you to. sit and fret? 
Then -wouldn't it be wiser, 

Than waiting like a dunce, 
To go to work in earnest, 

And learn the thing at once? 

Suppose the world doesn't please you, 
Nor the way some people do. 

Do you think the whole creation 
Will be altered, just for you ? 

Then isn't it, my boy or girl, 
The wisest, bravest plan. 

Whatever comes, or doesn't come, 

To do the best you can? 

Phcebe Gary. 



KIND WORDS. 

Kind words can never die — 

Cherished and blessed ; 
God knows how deep they lie, 

Stored in the breast. 
Like childhood's simple rhymes, 
Said o'er a thousand times. 
Ay, in all years and climes. 

Distant and near, 
Kind words can never die; 
Deep in the soul they lie, 

God knows how dear. 



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THE SONG OF THE BEE. 

Buzz-z-z-z-z — buzz ! 
This is the song of the bee. 

His legs are of yellow, 

A jolly good fellow, 
And yet a great worker is he. 

In days that are sunny 
He's getting his honey ; 
In days that are cloudy 

" He's getting his wax: 
On pinks and on lilies, 
And gay daffodillies, 
And columbine blossoms 
He levies a tax. 

Buzz-z-z-z-z — buzz ! 
From morning's first gray light. 
Till fading of daylight. 
He's singing and toiling 

The summer day through. 
Oh! we may get weary 
And think work is dreary: 
'Tis harder by far 

To have nothing to do. 

Marian Douglas. 

SPEAK THE TRUTH. 

Speak the truth, and speak it ever, 

Cost it what it will; 
He who hides the wrong he did, 

Does the wrong thing still. 

H. W. DOLCKEN. 



24 SELECTIONS FOR 



POLITENESS. 



Good boys and girls should never say 
" I will ! " and " give me these ! " 

Oh, no ; that never is the way, 
But, " Mother, if you please." 

And " If you please," to sister Ann, 
Good boys to say are ready ; 

And " Yes, sir," to a gentleman. 
And " Yes, ma'am," to a lady. 



DO YOUR DUTY! 

Do your duty ! little man, 

That is the way; 
There's some duty in the plan 

Of every day. 
Every day has some new task 

For your hand; 
Do it bravely, — that's the way 

Life grows grand. 

" Do your duty ! " say the stars. 

That so bright, 
Through the midnight's dusky bars. 

Drop their light. 
" Do your duty ! " says the sun. 

High in heaven; 
To dutiful, when tasks are done, 

Crowns are given — 



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Crowns of power and crowns of fame — 

Crowns of life ; 
In glory burns the victor's name, 

After strife. 
Do your duty, never swerve — 

Smooth or rough — 

Until God, whom all we serve, 

Says "Enough." 

LucELLA Clark. 



WHAT GOD SEES. 

When the winter snow-flakes fall, 
God in heaven can count them all ; 
When the stars are shining bright. 
Out upon a frosty night, 
God can tell them all the same, 
God can give each star its name. 

God in heaven can also see 
Children in their play agree. 
Never rude, or cross, or wild. 
Always kind, forbearing, mild ; 
Angels from their homes of light 
Gladly look on such a sight. 



Bad Thought's a thief! he acts his part; 
Creeps through the window of the heart; 
And, if he once his way can win. 
He lets a hundred robbers in. 



26 SELECTIONS FOR 

GOOD COUNSEL. 

GuAED, my child, thy tongue, 
That it speak no wrong; 
Let no evil word pass o'er it ; 
Set the watch of truth before it. 
That it speak no wrong. 
Guard, my child, thy tongue. 

Guard, my child, thy ej^es; 
Prying is not wise ; 
Let them look on what is right ; 
From all evil turn their sight. 

Guard, my child, thine ear; 
Wicked words will sear ; 
Let no evil words come in 
That may cause the soul to sin. 

Ear, and eye, and tongue, 
Guard while thou art young; 
For, alas ! these busy three 
Can unruly members be. 
Guard while thou art young, 
Ears, and eyes, and tongue. 



HEROES. 

The heroes are not all six feet tall ; 
Large souls may dwell in bodies small. 
The heart that will melt with sympathy 
For the poor and the weak, whoe'er it be, 
Is a thing of beauty, Avhether it shine 
In a man of forty or a lad of nine. 



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THE LITTLE CORPORAL'S SONG. 

Bold as an arrow-stroke, 

Swift as the light, 
Brave little hearts of oak, 

On for the right. 

Life is a tented field — 

Soldiers are we ; 
Ne'er to the foeman yield — 

Dare to be free ! 

Free from the foes that kill 

All we most prize. 
Fierce and ungoverned will. 

Hatred and lies. 

Free from the silken chains 

Idleness weaves ; 
Free from the blush and pain 

CoAvardice weaves. 

Loyal and dutiful. 

True as the sun — 
Heights of the beautiful 

Yet to be won. 

Conscience on picket-guard, 

Hope in the rear; 
Faith as our shield and ward, 

God ever near. 

On, 'neath our starry flag. 

Fighting the wrong ! 

Hill-top and distant crag. 

Echo our song. 

From ^'■The Little Corporal." 



28 SELECTIONS FOR 



THE OLD LOVE. 



I ONCE had a sweet little doll, dears, 

The prettiest doll in the world. 
Her cheeks were so red and so white, dears. 

And her hair was so charmingly curled. 
But I lost my j)oor little doll, dears. 

As I played on the heath one day; 
And I cried for her more than a week, dears, 

But I never could find where she lay. 

I found my poor little doll, dears, 

As I played on the heath one day; 
Folks say she is terribly changed, dears. 

For her paint is all washed away ; 
And her arms trodden off by the cows, dears, 

And her hair not the least bit curled; 
Yet for old sake's sake she is still, dears. 

The prettiest doll in the world. 

Charles Kingsley. 

IS IT YOU? 

There is a child — a boy or girl — - 

I'm sorry it is true — 
Who doesn't mind when spoken to : 

Is it? — It isn't you! 

no, it can't be you ! 

I know a child — a boy or girl — 

I'm loathe to say I do — 
Who struck a little playmate child: 

Was it? — It wasn't you! 

1 hope that 'twasn't you! 



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I know a cliilcl — a boy or girl — 

I hope that such are few — 
Who told a lie; yes, told a lie! 

Was it ? — It wasn't you ! 

It cannot be 'twas you! 

There is a boy — I know a boy — 

I cannot love him though — 
Who robs the little birdies' nests; 

Is it ? — It can't be you ! 

That bad boy can't be you ! 

A girl there is — a girl I know — 

And I would love her too, 
But that she is so proud and vain; 

Is it ? — It can't be you ! 

That surely isn't you! 

Mks. Goodwin. 

LITTLE SUNBEAMS. 

Kind words are little sunbeams. 

That sparkle as they fall; 
And loving smiles are sunbeams, 

A light of joy to all. 
In sorrow's eye they dry the tear. 
And bring the fainting heart good cheer. 

KIND HEARTS. 

Kind hearts are the gardens, 

Kind thoughts are the roots. 

Kind words are the blossoms, 
Kind deeds are the fruits. 



30 SELECTIONS FOR 

WHO STOLE THE BIRD'S NEST? 

" To-WHiT ! To-whit ! To-whee ! 
Will you listen to me? 
Who stole four eggs I laid?" 

"Not I," said the cow, "Moo-oo! 
Such a thing I'd never do. 
I gave you a whisp of hay, 
But didn't take your nest away. 
Not I," said the cow. "Moo-oo! 
Such a thing I'd never do." 

" Bobolink ! Bobolink ! 
Now what do you think? 
Who stole a nest away 
From the plum-tree to-day?" 

"Not I," said the dog; "Bow-wow! 
I wouldn't be so mean anyhow ! 
I gave hairs the nest to make ; 
But the nest I did not take. 
Not I," said the dog; "Bow-wow! 
I'm not so mean anyhow ! " 

" Coo-coo ! Coo-coo ! Coo-coo ! 
Let me speak a word to you! 
Who stole that pretty nest 
From little yelloAV-breast ?" 

"Not I," said the sheep; "Oh, no! 
I wouldn't treat a poor bird so. 
I gave wool the nest to line ; 
But the nest was none of mine. 



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Baa ! Baa ! " said the sheep ; " Oh, no ! 
I wouldn't treat a poor bird so ! " 

'-'• Caw ! Caw ! " cried the crow ; 
" I should like to know 
What thief took away 
A bird's nest to-day." 

" Cluck ! Cluck ! " said the hen, 
" Don't ask me again ! 
Why, I haven't a chick 
Would do such a trick. 
We all gave her a feather, 
And she wove them together. 
I'd scorn to intrude 
On her and her brood. 
Cluck ! Cluck ! " said the hen ; 
" Don't ask me again ! " 

" Chirr-a- whirr ! Chirr-a-whirr ! 
All the birds make a stir ! 
Let us find out his name. 
And all cry, ' for shame 1 ' " 

" I would not rob a bird," 
Said little Mary Green; 
"I think I never heard 
Of anything so mean." 

"It is very cruel, too," 
Said little Alice Neal; 
" I wonder if he knew 
How sad the bird would feel." 



32 SELECTIONS FOR 

A little boy hung clown liis head, 
And went and hid behmd the bed ; 
For he stole that pretty nest 
From poor little yellow-breast. 
And he felt so full of shame, 
He didn't like to tell his name. 

Lydia Maria Child. 



I'LL TRY. 

Two robin red-breasts built their nest 

Within a hollow tree; 
The hen sat quietly at home, 

The cock sang merrily; 
And all the little ones said, 

" Wee- wee I wee-wee ! wee-wee ! " 

One day the sun was warm and bright, 

And shining in the sky ; 
Cock Robin said, " My little dears, 

'Tis time you learned to fly." 
And all the little ones said, 

"I'll try! I'll try! I'll try!" 

I know a child, and who she is 

I'll tell you by and by ; 
When mamma says, " Do this," or " that," 

She says, "What for?" and "why?" 
She'd be a better child by far 

If she would say, " I'll try." 



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PRIMARY CLASSES. 33 

ANSWER TO A CHILD'S QUESTION. 

Do you ask what tlie birds say? The sparrow, the dove, 
The linnet, and thrush, say " I love and I love ! " 
In the winter they're silent, the wind is so strong ; 
What it says, I don't know, but it sings a loud song ; 
But green leaves and blossoms and sunny warm weather, 
And singing and loving, all come back together ; 
But the lark is so brimful of gladness and love, 
The green fields below him, the blue sky above, 
That he sings, and he sings, and forever sings he, 
''I love my love, and my love loves me." 

S. T. Coleridge. 



THE MOON. 

Oh, look at the moon ! 

She is shining up there ; 
O mother, she looks 

Like a lamp in the air ! 

Last week she Avas smaller, 
And shaped like a bow ; 

But now she's grown bigger, 
And round as an O. 

Pretty moon, pretty moon. 

How you shine on the door. 

And make it all bright 
On my nursery floor ! 



34 SELECTIONS FOR 

You shine on my playthings, 
And show me their place ; 

And I love to look np 

At your pretty, bright face. 

And there is a star 

Close by you ; and may be 
That small twinkling star 

Is your little baby. 



Mrs. Follen. 



WE ARE BUT MINUTES. 

We are but minutes — little things. 
Each one furnished with sixty wings. 
With which we fly on our unseen track. 
And not a minute ever comes back. 

We are but minutes — yet each one bears 
A little burden of joys and cares. 
Patiently take the minutes of pain — 
The worst of minutes cannot remain. 

We are but minutes — when we bring 
A few of the drops from pleasure's spring. 
Taste their sweetness while we stay — 
It takes but a minute to fly away. 

We are but minutes — use us well. 
For how we are used we must one day tell ; 
Who uses minutes has hours to use — 
Who loses minutes whole years must lose. 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 35 

THE PIPER AND CHILD. 

Piping down the valleys wild, 
Piping songs of pleasant glee, 

On a cloud I saw a cliild. 

And he laughing, said to me : 

"Pipe a song about a lamb." 

So I piped with meny cheer. 

" Piper, pipe that song again." 
So I piped; he wept to hear. 

'' Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe ; 

Sing thy songs of happy cheer." 
So I sang the same again, 

While he wept with joy to hear. 

"Piper, sit thee down and write, 
In a book that all may read." 

So he vanished from my sight. 

And I plucked a hollow reed, 

And I made a rural pen; 

And I stained the water clear ; 
And I wrote my happy songs 

Every child may joy to hear. 

William Blake. 

LITTLE KEYS. 

Heaets, like doors, can ope with ease 

To very, very little keys; 
And don't forget that two are these : 

"I thank you, sir," and "If you please." 



SELECTIONS FOR 

LITTLE THINGS. 

Little drops of water, 
Little grains of sand, 

Make the mighty ocean 

And the pleasant land. 

Thus the little minutes. 

Humble though they be, 

Make the mighty ages 
Of eternity. 

So our little errors 

Lead the soul away 

From the path of virtue. 
Oft in sin to stray. 

Little deeds of kindness, 
Little words of love, 

Make our earth an Eden, 
Like the heaven above. 



A MILLION little diamonds 

Twinkled on the trees ; 
And all the little maidens said, 

" A jewel, if you please ! " 

But while they held their hands outstretched. 

To catch the diamonds gay, 
A million little sunbeams came 

And stole them all away. 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 37 

TRY, TRY AGAIN. 

Here's a lesson all shonld heed — 

Try, try, try again ! 
If at first yon don't sncceed, 

Try, try, try again ! 
Let yonr coin-age well appear ; 
If yon only persevere 
You will conqner, never fear ; 

Try, try, try again ! 

Twice or thrice thongh yon shonld fail. 

Try again ! 
If at last yon would prevail. 

Try again ! 
When you strive, there's no disgrace 
Though you fail to win the race ; 
Bravely, then, in such a case. 

Try, try, try again ! 

Let the thing be e'er so hard, 

Try again I 
Time will surely bring reward, 

Try again ! 
That which other folks can do, 
Why, with patience, may not you ? 

Try, try, try again ! 



38 SELECTIONS FOR 

SEVEN TIMES ONE. 

There's no dew left on the daisies and clover, 

There's, no rain left in heaven. 
I've said my " seven times " over and over, — 

Seven times one are seven. 

.1 am old, — so old I can write a letter; 

My birthday lessons are done. 
The lambs play always, — they know no better ; , 

They are only one times one. 

moon ! in the night I have seen you sailing 

And shining so round and low. 
You were bright — ah, bright — but your light is fading ; 
You are nothing now but a bow. 

You moon ! have you done something wrong in heaven. 
That God has hidden your face? 

1 hope, if you have, you will • soon be forgiven. 

And shine again in your place. 

O velvet bee ! you're a dusty fellow, — 
You've powdered your legs with gold! 

O brave marshmary-buds, rich and yellow, 
Give me your money to hold ! 

O columbine ! open your folded wrapper, 
Where two twin turtle-doves dwell ! 

cuckoo-pint ! toll me the purple clapper 

That hangs in your clear green bell I 

And show me your nest, with the young ones in it ; 
I will not steal them away ; 

1 am old! you may trust me, linnet, linnet! 

I am seven times one to-day. 

Jean Ingelow. 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 39 

LOVE ONE ANOTHER. 

Children, do you love each other? 

Are you always kind and true ? 
Do you always do to others 

As you'd have them do to you? 
Are you gentle to each other ? 

Are you careful, day by day. 
Not to give offence by actions 

Or by anything you say? 

Little children, love each other, 

Never give another pain ; 
If your brother speak in anger. 

Answer not in wrath again. 
Be not selfish to each other — 

Never mar another's rest. 
Strive to make each other happy. 

And you will yourself be blest. 



THE DANDELION. 

Little gypsy Dandelion, 

Dancing in the sun. 
Have you any curls to sell? 

" Not a single one ! " 
Have you any eggs and cheese 

To go a-marketing ? 
"I have neither one of these. 

For beggar or for king." 



40 SELECTIONS FOR 

Little idle Dandelion, 

Then I'll mow you down; 
What is it you're good for, 

With your golden crown? 
"Oh, I gild the fields afar, 

In the pleasant spring. 
Shining like the morning star, 

With the light I bring." 

Mary X. Prescott, from " St. Nicholas. 



EVERY LITTLE HELPS. 

What if a drop of rain should plead, 

"So small a drop as I 
Can ne'er refresh the thirsty mead, 

I'll tarry in the sky " ? 

What if the shining beam of noon 
Should in its fountain stay, 

Because its feeble light alone 
Cannot create a day? 

Does not each raindrop help to form 
The cool, refreshing shower? 

And every ray of light to warm 
And beautify the flower? 

GOVERN YOUR TEMPER. 

He who ruleth well his heart 
And keeps his temper down, 

Acts a better, wiser part 

Than he who takes a town. 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 41 



LITTLE BY LITTLE. 



While the new years come and the old years go, 

How, little by little, all things grow! 

All things grow, and all decay — 

Little by little passing away. 

Little by little, on fertile plain, 

Ripen the harvests of golden grain, 

Waving and flashing in the sun 

When the summer at last is done. 

Low on the ground an acorn lies — 
Little by little it mounts to the skies. 
Shadow and shelter for wandering herds, 
Home for a hundred singing birds. 
Little by little the great rocks grew. 
Long, long ago, when the world was new ; 
Slowly and silently, stately and free. 
Cities of coral under the sea 
Little by little are builded, while so 
The new years come and the old. years go. 

Little by little all tasks are done. 

So are the crowns of the faithful won. 

So is heaven in our hearts begun. 

With work and with weeping, with laughter and play. 

Little by little the longest day 

And the longest life are passing away — 

Passing without return, while so 

The new years come and the old years go. 

LuELLA Clark. 



42 SELECTIONS FOR 



CHILDREN. 

Come to me, O ye cliildren ! 

For I hear yon in your play, 
And tlie qnestions that perplexed me 

Have vanished qnite away. 

Ye open the eastern windows. 

That look towards the snn. 
When thonghts are singing swallows 

And brooks of morning run. 

In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine. 
In your thoughts the brooklets flow ; 

But in mine is the wind of Autumn 
And the first fall of the snow. 

Ah! what would the world be to us 

If the children were no more ? 
We should dread the desert behind us 

Worse than the dark before. 

What the leaves are to the forest. 

With light and air for food, 
Ere their sweet and tender juices 

Have been hardened into wood, — 

That to the world are children; 

Through them it feels a glow 
Of a brighter and sunnier climate 

Than reaches the trunks below. 



Come to me, O ye children ! 
And whisper in my ear 



PRIMARY CLASSES. 43 

What the birds and the winds are singing 
In your sunny atmosphere. 

For what are all our contrivings, 

And the wisdom of our books, 
When compared with your caresses, 

And the gladness of your looks? 

Ye are better than all the ballads 

That ever were sung or said; 

For ye are the living poems, 

And all the rest are dead. 

Longfellow. 



IJSTTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 




Selections for Intermediate 
Classes. 



3>@<C 



A GEM. 

Once from a cloud, a drop of rain 
Fell, trembling, in the sea, 

And when she saw the wide-spread main. 
Shame veiled her modesty : 

"What place on tliis wide sea have I? 

What room is left for me? 
Sure it were better that I die 

In this immensity ! " 

But while her self-abasiiig fear 

Its lowliness confessed, 
A shell received and welcomed her, 

And pressed her to its breast. 

And nourished there, the drop became 

A pearl for royal eyes — 
Exalted by its lowly shame. 

And humbled but to rise ! 



48 SELECTIONS FOR 



THE NEW YEAR. 



It's coming, boys, 
It's almost here ; 
It's coming, girls. 
The grand New Year! 
A year to be glad in, 
Not to be bad in; 
A year to live in, 
To gain and give in; 
A year for trying, 
And not for sighing; 
A year for striving 
And hearty thriving ; 
A bright New Year. 
Oh ! hold it dear ! 
For God, who sendeth. 
He only lendeth. 

Mary Mapes Dodge. 



TRIP LIGHTLY OYER TROUBLE. 

Teip lightly over trouble, 
Trip lightly over wrong; 

We only make them double 

By dwelling on them long. 

Trip lightly over sorrow ; 

Though this day may be dark, 
The sun will shine to-morrow, 

And gaily sing the lark. 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 49 



THE ROBIN'S SONG. 

I ASKED a sweet robin, one morning in May, 
Who sung in the apple tree over the way. 
What it was he was singing so sweetly about. 
For I'd tried a long while and I could not find out. 

'^ Why, I'm sure," he replied, " you cannot guess wrong ; 
Don't you know I am singing a temperance song? 
Teetotal, oh! that's the first word of my lay; 
And then don't you see how I twitter away? 

" 'Tis because I have just dipped my beak in the spring. 
And brushed the fair face of the lake with my wing; 
Cold water ! cold water ! yes, that is my song. 
And I love to keep singing it all the day long ! " 



LOVING HEARTS. 

Neyee a night so dark and drear, 

Never a cruel wind so chill, 
But loving hearts can make it clear, 

And find some comfort in it still. 

Mary Mapes Dodge. 



Heee is a lesson that he who runs may read : 
Though I fear but few have won it, — 

The best reward of a kindly deed 

Is the knowledge of having done it! 

Edgar Fawcett. 



50 SELECTIONS FOR 



AN ENDURING NAME. 

I WEOTE my name upon the sand, 

And trusted it would stand for aye ; 

But soon, alas ! the refluent sea 

Had washed my feeble lines away. 

I carved my name upon the wood. 
And, after years, returned again: 

I missed the shadow of the tree 

That stretched of old upon the plain. 

To solid marble next my name 

I gave as a perpetual trust: 
An earthquake rent it to its base. 

And now it lies o'erlaid with dust. 

All these have failed. In wiser mood 
I turn and ask myself, " what then ? 

If I would have my name endure, 

I'll write it on the hearts of men, — 

"In characters of living light, 

From kindly words and actions wrought: 
And these, beyond the reach of time. 

Shall live immortal as my thought." 

Horatio Alger. 



In works of labor, or of skill, 

I would be busy too, 

For Satan finds some mischief still 

For idle hands to do. 

Watts. 



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TRUST. 

We were crowded in the cabin, 

Not a soul would dare to sleep; 
It was midnight on the waters, 

And a storm was on the deep. 

'Tis a fearful thing in winter 

To be shattered by the blast. 
And to hear the rattling trumpet 

Thunder, "Cut away the mast!" 

So we shuddered there in silence. 
For the stoutest held his breath. 

While the hungry sea was roaring, 

And the breakers talked with Death. 

As thus we sat in darkness, 

Each one busy with his prayers, 
" We are lost ! " the captain shouted. 

As he staggered down the stairs. 

But his little daughter whispered. 

As she took his icy hand, 
"Isn't God upon the ocean. 

Just the same as on the land?'* 

Then we kissed the little maiden, 

And we spoke in better chieer ; 
And we anchored safe in harbor 

When the morn was shining clear. 

James T. Fields. 



52 SELECTIONS FOR 



A GOOD RULE. 



'Tis well to walk with a cheerful heart 

Wherever our fortunes call, 
With a friendly glance and an open hand 

And a gentle word for all. 

Since life is a thorny and difficult path. 
Where toil is the portion of man, 

We all should endeavor, while passing along, 
To make it as smooth as we can. 



DEEDS OF KINDNESS. 

Suppose a glistening dew-drop 

Upon the grass should say, 
"What can a little dew-drop do? 

I'd better roll away;" 
The blade on which it rested, 

Before the day was done. 
Without a drop to moisten it, 

Would wither in the sun. 

How many deeds of kindness 

A little child may do, 
Although it has so little strength, 

And little wisdom too. 
It wants a loving spirit, 

Much more than strength, to prove 
How many things a child may do 

For strength by his love. 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 63 

KINDNESS. 

I WOULD not hurt a living thing, 

However weak or small ; 
The beasts that graze, the birds that sing, 

Our Father made them all ; 
Without His notice, I have read, 

A sparrow cannot fall. 



TOBACCO. 

Tobacco, an outlandish weed. 

Doth in the land strange wonders breed; 

It taints the breath, the blood it dries. 

It burns the head, it blinds the eyes; 

It dries the lungs, scourgeth the lights. 

It 'numbs the soul, it dulls the sprites; 

It brings a man into a maze. 

And makes him sit for others' gaze; 

It mars a man, it mars a purse, 

A lean one fat, a fat one worse ; 

A white man black, a black man white, 

A night a day, a day a night; 

It turns the brain, like cat in pan. 

And makes a Jack a gentleman. 



Fairholt. 



Pay good heed, all jq who read, 

And beware of saying, " I can't "; 

'Tis a cowardly word, and apt to lead 
To idleness, folly, and want. 



Eliza Cook. 



54 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE PARTS OF SPEECH. 

Three little words you often see, 

Are articles — a, an, and the; 

A noun's the name of anything, 

As school, or garden, hoop, or swing ; 

Adjectives tell the kind of noun. 

As great, small, pretty, white, or brown; 

Instead of nouns, the pronouns stand — 

Her head, his face, your arm, my hand ; 

Verbs tell of something to be done. 

To read, count, sing, laugh, jump, or run; 

How things are done, the adverbs tell. 

As slowly, quickly, ill, or well ! 

Conjunctions join the words together, 

As men and women, wind or weather; 

The preposition stands before 

A noun, as in or through a door; 

The interjection shows surprise. 

As oh ! How pretty ! Ah ! How wise ! 

The whole are called nine parts of speech. 

Which reading, writing, speaking teach. 



Take hold, my son, of the toughest knots in life, 
and try to untie them ; try to be worthy of man's high- 
est estate ; have high, noble, manly honor. There is but 
one test of everything, and that is, Is it right? If it is 
not, turn away from it. 

Henry A. Wise. 



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THE BAREFOOT BOY. 

Blessings on thee, little man, 
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan ! 
With thy turnecl-up pantaloons, 
And thy meny-whistled tunes ; 
With thy red lip, redder still, 
Kissed by strawberries on the hill; 
With the sunshine on thy face. 
Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ! 
From my heart I give thee joy ; 
I was once a barefoot boy. 
Prince thou art — the grown up man 
Only is republican. 
Let the million-dollar d ride ! 
Barefoot, trudging at his side. 
Thou hast more than he can buy, 
In the reach of ear and eye : 
Outward sunshine, inward joy; 
Blessings on thee, barefoot boy! 

J. G. Whittier. 



BEGINNING OF VICR 

A LITTLE theft, a small deceit, 

Too often leads to more ; ' 

'Tis hard at first, but tempts the feet 

As through an open door. 
Just as the broadest rivers run 

From small and distant springs. 
The greatest crimes that men have done, 

Have grown from little things. 



56 SELECTIONS FOR 



THISTLE-DOWN. 



A FAIEY bit of tliistle-clown 
Lodged in the middle of a town. 
A few years sped ; in each bare space 
A thistle had found growing place, — 
A million stubborn, bristling things 
From one small seed with filmy wings. 

A maiden, idling with a friend. 
Uttered a jest, — nor dreamed the end; 
And when ill-rumors filled the air, 
Wondered all simply who could bear 
To give such pain. Nor dreamed her jest 
Had been the text for all the rest. 

Henrietta R. Eliot, in " St. Nicholas. 



SPEAK THE TRUTH. 

Boy, at all times tell the truth. 
Let no lie defile thy mouth; 
If thou'rt wrong, be still the same- 
Speak the truth and bear the blame. 

Truth is honest, truth is sure ; 
Truth is strong and must endure ; 
Falsehood lasts a single day, 
Then it vanishes away. 

Boy, at all times tell the truth, 
Let no lies defile thy mouth ; 
Truth is steadfast, sure, and fast — 
Certain to prevail at last. 



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SONG OF LIFE. 

A TRAVELLER Oil a dusty road 

Strewed acorns on the lea ; 
And one took root and sprouted up, 

And grew into a tree. 
Love sought its shade at eA^ening-time, 

To breathe its early vows; 
And Age was pleased, in heights of noon, 

To bask beneath its boughs. 
The dormouse loved its dangling twigs, 

The birds sweet music bore — 
It stood a glory in its place, 

A blessing evermore. 

A little spring had lost its way 

Amid the grass and fern; 
A passing stranger scooped a well 

Where weary men might turn. 
He walled it in, and hung with care 

A ladle on the brink ; 
He thought not of the deed he did. 

But judged that toil might drink. 
He passed again ; and lo I the well, 

By summer never dried, 
Had cooled ten thousand parched tongues, 

And saved a life beside. 

A nameless man, amid the crowd 

That thronged the daily mart. 
Let fall a word of hope and love, 

Unstudied from the heart. 



58 SELECTIONS FOR 

A whisper on the tumult thrown, 

A transitory breath, 
It raised a brother from the dust, 

It saved a soul from death. 
O germ ! O fount ! O word of love ! 

O thought at random cast ! 
Ye were but little at the first, 

But mighty at the last. 



Charles Mackay. 



A CHILD'S THOUGHT OF GOD. 

They say that God lives very high ; 

But if you look above the pines 

You cannot see our God ; and why ? 

And if you dig down in the mines, 

You never see Him in the gold ; 
Though from Him all that's glory shines. 

God is so good. He wears a fold 

Of heaven and earth across His face — 
Like secrets kept for love untold. 

But, still I feel that His embrace 

Slides down by thrills through all things made. 
Through sight and sound of every place. 

As if my tender mother laid 

On my shut lips her kisses' pressure, 
Half waking me at night, and said, 

" Who kissed you through the dark, dear 






guesser?" 



Mrs. Browning. 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 69 

NO ACT FALLS FRUITLESS. 

ScORisr not tlie slightest word or deed, 

Nor deem it void of power; 
There's fruit in each wind-wafted seed 

That waits its natal hour. 
A whispered word may touch the heart, 

And call it back to life ; 
A look of love bid sin depart, 

And still unholy' strife. 
No act falls fruitless; none can tell 

How vast its powers may be, 
Nor what results enfolded dwell 

Within it silently. 
Work on, despair not; bring thy mite, 

Nor care how small it be ; 
God is with all that serve the right, 

The holy, true, and free. 



Whatever hath been written shall remain. 
Nor be erased, nor written o'er again ; 
The unwritten only still belongs to thee : 
Take heed, and ponder well what that shall be. 

Longfellow 



Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; 

Do noble things, not dream them, all day long; 
And so make life, death, and that vast forever 

One grand, sweet song. 

Charles Kingsley. 



60 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE POWER OF LITTLES. 

Great events, we often find, 
On little things depend, 

And very small beginnings 
Have oft a mighty end. 

Letters joined make words, 

And words to books may grow, 

As flake on flake descending 

Forms an avalanche of snow. 

A single utterance may good 
Or evil thought inspire ; 

One little spark enkindled 
May set a town on fire. 

What volumes may be written 
With little drops of ink ! 

How small a leak, unnoticed, 
A mighty ship will sink. 

A tiny insect's labor 

Makes the coral strand, 

And mighty seas are girdled 

With grains of golden sand. 

A daily penny, saved, 

A fortune may begin ; 

A daily penny, squandered. 
May lead to vice and sin. 

Our life is made entirely 
Of moments multiplied, 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 61 

As little streamlets, joining, 
Form the ocean's tide. 

Our hours and days, our months and years, 

Are in small moments given. 
They constitute our time below, 

Eternity in heaven. 



HAROUN AL RASCHID. 

One day, Haroun Al Raschid read 
A book wherein the poet said: 

"Where are the kings, and where the rest 
Of men who once the world possessed? 

" They're gone with all their pomp and show, 
They're gone the way thou shalt go." 

" O thou who choosest for thy share 
The world, and what the world calls fair, 

" Take all that it can give or lend. 
But know that death is at the end ! " 



Haroun Al Raschid bowed his head; 
Tears fell upon the page he read. 



Longfellow. 



Whene'er a duty waits for thee. 
With some judgment view it, 

And never idly wish it done, — 
Begin at once and do it. 



62 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE SANDS O' DEE. 

" Go, Mary, go and call the cattle home. 

And call the cattle home, 
And call the cattle home, 

Across the sands o' Dee." 
The western wind was wild and dank with foam, 

And all alone went she. 

The creeping tide ' came np along the sand. 

And o'er and o'er the sand, 
And round and round the sand, 

As far as eye could see ; 
The blinding mist came down and hid the land — 

And never home came she. 

"Oh, is it weed, or fish, or floating hair — 

And tress o' golden hair, 
O' drowned maiden's hair. 

Above the nets at sea? 
Was never salmon yet that shone so fair, 

Among the stakes o' Dee." 

They rowed her in across the rolling foam, 

The cruel, crawling foam, 

The cruel, hungry foam, 

• To her grave beside the sea ; 

But still the boatmen hear her call the cattle home, 

Across the sands o' Dee. 

Charles Kingsley. 



Thou must thyself be true, 

If thou the truth wouldst teach. 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 63 

RULES FOR GOOD HEALTH. 

Take the open air, 

The more you take the better ; 
Follow nature's laws 

To the very letter. 

Let the doctors go 

To the Bay of Biscay. 
Let alone the gin, 

The brandy and the whiskey. 

Freely exercise, 

Keep your spirits cheerful ; 
Let no dread of sickness 

Make you ever fearful; 

Eat the simplest food, 

Drink the pure cold water, 
Then you will be well, 

Or at least you ought to. 



DO THE RIGHT, AND SPEAK THE 
TRUTH. 

Children, who read my lay, 
This much I have to say: 
Each day, and every day, 

Do what is right — 
Right things in great and small; 
Then, though the sky should fall, 
Sun, moon, and stars, and all. 

You shall have all light. 



64 SELECTIONS FOR 

This further would I say: 
Be you tempted as you may, 
Each day, and every day. 

Speak what is true — 
True things in great and small; 
Then, though the sky should fall. 
Sun, moon, and stars, and all. 

Heaven would shine through. 

Life's journey through and through and through. 
Speaking what is just and true. 
Doing what is right to do 

Unto one and all. 
When you work and when you play, 
Each day, and every day; 
Then peace shall gild your way, 

Though the sky should fall. 

Alice Gary. 



SEVEN TIMES TWO. 

You bells in the steeple, ring, ring out your changes, 

How many soever they be, 
And let the brown meadow-lark's note, as he ranges, 

Come over, come over to me. 

Yet bird's clearest carol, by fall or by swelling, 

No magical sense conveys ; 
And bells have forgotten their old art of telling 

The fortune of future days. 

Poor bells ! T forgive you ; your good days are over : 
And mine, the}^ are yet to be. 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 65 

No listening, no longing shall anght, aught discover; 
You leave the stoiy to me. 

I wait for the day when dear hearts shall discover, 
While dear hands are laid on my head : 

'^ The child is a woman, the book may close over, 
For all the lessons are said." 

I wait for my story — the birds cannot sing it; 

Not one as he sits on the tree; 
The bells cannot ring it ; but long years, oh, bring it ! 

Such as I wish it to be. 



KIND WORDS AND LOOKS. 

A LITTLE word in kindness spoken, 

A motion, or a tear. 
Has often healed the heart that's broken, 

And made a friend sincere. 

A w^ord, a look, has crushed to earth 

Full many a budding flower. 
Which, had a smile but owned its birth, 

Would light life's darkest hour. 

Then deem it not an idle thing 

A pleasant word to speak ; 
The face you wear, the thoughts you bring, 

A heart iwjvj heal or break. 

M. D. C. COLESWORTHY 



66 SELECTIONS FOR 

DO YOUR BEST. 

Whatevee work comes to your hand, 
At home or at your school, 

Do 3^our best with right good will ; 
It is a golden rule. 

For he who always does his best, 
His best will better grow ; 

But he who shirks or slights his task, 
He lets the better go. 

What if your lesson should be hard? 

You need not yield to sorrow: 
For he who bravely works to-day, 

His tasks grow light to-morrow. 



Hand in hand with angels, 

Through the world we go ; 

Brighter eyes are on us 

Than we blind ones know. 

Tenderer voices cheer us 

Than we deaf ones will own ; 

Never walking heavenward, 

Can we walk alone. 

Lucy Larcom. 



If e'er, in doing aught, jow dread 
Disgrace, if others know it. 

Then, dearest child, the only way 
Is for you not to do it. 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 67 

THE MOUNTAIN AND THE SQUIRREL. 

The mountain and the squirrel 

Had a quarrel, 

And the former called the latter " Little Prig ! " 

Bun replied, 

"You are doubtless very big, 

But all sorts of things and weather 

Must be taken in together 

To make up a year, 

And a sphere : 

And I think it no disgrace 

To occupy my place, 

If I'm not so large as you, 

You are not so small as I, 

And not half so spry; 

I'll not deny you make 

A very pretty squirrel track. 

Talents differ ; all is well and wisely put ; 

If I cannot carry forests on my back, • 

Neither can you crack a nut." 

R. W. Emekson. 



Ti^Y threads make up the web. 

Little acts make up life's span ; 

Would 3^ou ever happy be, 

Spin them rightly while you can. 

When the thread is broken quite, 

Too late then to spin aright. 



68 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE FOUR-LEAVED CLOVER. 

They tell the story of a man 

Who roamed the wide world over, 

And spent his Avhole life trying 
To find a four-leaved clover. 

For this once found would bring him peace 

And happiness forever, 
And so he roamed and sought in vain; 

He found the treasure never. 

Till, coming home, a tired old man, 

Discouraged and downhearted. 
He threw himself upon the ground. 

But quick again upstarted. 

For there, before his own house-door. 
And spread the whole field over. 

Were growing fragrant bunches of 

The long-sought, four-leaved clover. 

Dear heart, there comes the truest joy 

To those who seek it never; 
And happiness, in duty's field. 

Rewards the doer ever. 

jN^. Earle, in '^Youth's Companion. 



DO YOUR BEST. 

Though your duty may be hard, 
Look not on it as an ill; 

If it be an honest task, 

Do it with an honest will. 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 69 

Do wliate'er you have to do 

With, a true and earnest zeal ; 
Bend your smews to the task, 

Put your shoulder to the wheel. 

Do your best, your very best. 

And do it every day ; 
You will all be sure to find 

That to be the wisest way. 



HONEST AND TRUE. 

Not many can stand in the sunlight, 
'Neath skies ever arching and blue, 

The children of fame and of fortune, 
But all can be honest and true. 

To inherit the kingdom of beauty, 

May not be for me or for you ; 
It is much to be born in the purple. 

But 'tis more to be honest and true. 

It is pleasant to stand with the highest, 
If it were only to share in their view ; 

To be friends with the best and the wisest, 
But 'tis more to be honest and true. 

We may not be as wise a Solon, 

We may not be "rich as a Jew," 

Or as grand as a king or a sultan. 
But let us be honest and true. 

C. B.. Heath, in " Youth's Companion. 



70 SELECTIONS FOR 

ADVICE TO BOYS. 

Whatev:er you are, be brave ; 

Tlie liar's a coward and slave, 
Though clever at ruses 
And sharp at excuses, 

He's a sneaking and pitiful knave. 

Whatever you are, be frank; 
'Tis better than money and rank 

Still cleave to the right, 

Be lovers of light, 
Be open, above board, and frank. 

Whatever you are, be kind ; 

Be gentle in manners and mind. 
The man gentle in mien. 
Words, and temper, I ween. 

Is the gentleman truly refined. 



DRIVE THE NAIL ARIGHT. 

Deive the nail aright, boys. 

Hit it on. the head ; 
Strike with all your might, boys. 

While the iron's red. 

When you've work to do, boys, 

Do it with a will : 
They who reach the top, boys, 

First must climb the hill. 

Standing at the foot, boys. 
Gazing at the sky, 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 

HoAV can yon get up, boys, 
If you Rjever try? 

Though you stumble oft, boys, 
Never be doAvncast ; 

Try, and try agam, boys — 
You'll succeed at last. 



SPEAK GENTLY. 

Speak gently; it is better far 
To rule by love than fear-; 

Speak gently ; let no harsh words mar 
The good we might do here. 

Speak gently to the little child; 

Its love be sure to gain ; 
Teach it in accents soft and mild ; 

It may not long remain. 

Speak gently to the aged one. 

Grieve not the care-worn heart ; 

The sands of life are nearly run : 
Let such in peace depart. 

Speak gently, kindly, to the poor; 

Let no harsh word be heard: 
They have enough they must endure, 

Without an unkind word. 

Speak gently to the erring; know 
They may have toiled in vain; 

Perhaps unkindness m'ade them so — 
Oh, win them back again ! 



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Speak gently; 'tis a little thing 

Dropped in the heart's deep well ; 

The good, the ]oj^ which it may bring, 
Eternity shall tell. 

THE BROOK. 

I CHATTEE, chatter, as I flow 

To join the brimming river; 

For men may come and men may go, 
Bnt I go on forever. 

I wind about, and in and out, 
With here a blossom sailing, 

And here and there a lusty trout, 
And here and there a grayling. 

I steal by lawns and grassy plots, 
I slide by hazel covers, 

I move the sweet forget-me-nots 
That grow for happy lovers. 

I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, 

Among my skimming swallows; 

I make the netted sunbeams dance 
Against my sandy shallows. 

I murmur under moon and stars ; 

I bound by wildernesses ; 
I linger by my shingly bars ; 

I loiter round my cresses. 

And out again I curve and flow 

To join the brimming river, 

For men may come and men may go, 

But I go on forever. 

Tennyson. 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 73 

THE OAK. 

The oak-tree boughs once touched the grass; 

But every year they grew 
A little farther from the ground, 

And nearer toward the blue. 

So live that you each year may be, 

While time glides swiftly by, 
A little farther from the earth, 

And nearer to the sky. 



NEVER SAY FAIL! 

Keep pushing — 'tis wiser 

Than sitting aside, 
And dreaming and sighing 

And waiting the tide. 
In life's earnest battle 

They only prevail. 
Who daily march onward 

And never say fail ! 

With an eye ever open, 

A tongue that's not dumb, 
And a heart that will never 

To sorrow succumb — 
You'll battle and conquer 

Though thousands assail: 
How strong and how mighty 

Who never say fail ! 



74 SELECTIONS FOR 

In life's early morning, 

In manhood's firm pride, 
Let this be the motto 

Your footstep to gnide ; 
In storm and in sunshine, 

Whatever assail, 
We'll onward and conquer. 

And never say fail ! 



DAYBREAK. 

A wi:n"D came up out of the sea. 

And said, " O mists, make room for me." 

It hailed the ships, and cried, " Sail on, 
Ye mariners; the night is gone." 

And hurried landward far away. 
Crying, " Awake ! it is the day." 

It said unto the forest, " Shout ! 
Hang all your leafy banners out ! " 

It touched the wood-bird's folded wing, 
And said, " O bird, awake and sing." 

And o'er the farms, " O chanticleer. 
Your clarion blow ; the day is near." 

It whispered to the fields of corn, 

" Bow down, and hail the coming morn." 

It shouted through the belfry-tower, 
" Awake, O bell ! proclaim the hour." 

It crossed the churchyard with a sigh. 
And said, "Not yet! in quiet lie 



Longfellow, 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 75 

A GOOD NAME. 

Oh that folk would well consider 

What it is to lose a name ; 
What this world is altogether, 

If bereft of honest fame. 

Poverty ne'er brings dishonor, 

Hardship ne'er breeds sorrow's smart. 

If bright conscience takes upon her 
To shed sunshine round the heart. 



NOBILITY. 

TnuE worth is in being, not seeming ; 

In doing each day that goes by 
Some little good — not in the dreaming 

Of great things to do by and by; 
For whatever men say in blindness, 

And spite of the fancies of youth, 
There's nothing so kingly as kindness. 

And nothing so royal as truth. 

We get back our mete as we measure ; 

We cannot do wrong and love right; 
Nor can we give pain and get pleasure, 

For justice avenges each slight. 
The air for the wing of the sparrow, 

The bush for the robin and wren ; 
But alway the path that is narrow 

And strait for the children of men. 



76 SELECTIONS FOR 

Through envy, through malice, through hating, 

Against the world, early and late. 
No jot of our courage abating. 

Our part is to work and to wait. 
And slight is the sting of his trouble 

Whose winnings are less than his worth ; 
For he who is honest is noble. 

Whatever his fortunes or birth. 

Alice Gary. 

PRESS OK 

Peess on ! surmount the rocky steeps, 

Climb boldly o'er the torrent's arch; 
He fails alone who feebly creeps; 

He wins who dares the hero's march; 
Be thou a hero ! let thy might 

Tramp on eternal snows its way, 
And through the ebon walls of night. 

Hew down a passage unto day. 

Park Benjamin. 

We can never be too careful 

What the seed our hands shall sow ; 

Love from love is sure to ripen, 

Hate from hate is sure to grow. 

Seeds of good or ill we scatter 
Heedlessly along our way ; 

But a glad or grievous fruitage 
Waits us at the harvest day. 
Whatso'er our sowing be, 
Reaping, we its fruits must see. 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 77 

LITTLE BY LITTLE. 

One step, and then another, 

And the longest walk is ended; 
One stitch, and. then another. 

And the largest rent is mended ; 
One brick upon another. 

And the highest wall is made ; 
One flake upon another. 

And the deepest snow is laid. 

Then do not look disheartened 

O'er the work- you have to do, 
And -say that such a mighty task 

You never can get through : 
But just endeavor, day by day. 

Another point to gain. 
And soon the mountain which you feared 

Will prove to be a plain. 



Theee are as many lovely things. 

As many pleasant tones. 
For those who sit by cottage hearths 

As those who sit on thrones. 

Mrs. Hawkesworth. 



He prayeth best who loveth best 

All things both great and small; 

For the dear God who loveth us. 

He made and loveth all. " Coleridge. 



T8 SELECTIONS FOR 

BY-AND-BY. 

There's a little mischief-making 

Elfin, who is ever nigh, 
Thwarting every undertaking; 

And his name is — By-and-by, 

What we ought to do this minute 
"Will be better done," he'll cry. 

If to-morrow we begin it. 

"Put it off," says By-and-by. 

Those who heed the treacherous wooing 
Will his faithless guidance rue: 

What we always put ofP doing, 
Clearly, we shall never do. 

We shall reach what we endeavor. 
If on "Now" we more rely; 

But unto the realms of never. 
Leads the pilot By-and-by. 



I CAN AND I WILL. 

" I CAN ! " he is a fiery youth ; 

And "Will," a brother twin; 
And arm in arm, in love and truth, 

They'll either die or Avin. 

Shoulder to shoulder, ever ready, 
All firm and fearless, still 

The brothers labor — true and steady 
"I can" and brave "I will." 



INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 79 

" I can " climbs to the mountain top, 

And plows the billowy main ; 
He lifts the hammer in the shop, 

And drives the saw and plane. 

Then say " I can"! Yes, let it ring! 

There is a volume there ; 
There's meaning in the eagle's wing ; — 

Then soar, and do, and dare. 

Oh, banish from you every "can't," 

And show yourself a man ; 
And nothing will your purpose daunt 

Led by the brave "I can." 



THE PSALM OF LIFE. 

Tell me not in mournful numbers, 
Life is but an empty dream !• 

For the soul is dead that slumbers. 

And things are not what they seem. 

Life is real ! Life is earnest ! 

And the grave is not its goal; 
Dust thou art, to dust return est, 

Was not spoken of the soul. 

Not enjoyment and not sorrow. 
Is our destined end and way ; 

But to act, that each to-morrow 
Find us farther than to-day. 



80 INTERMEDIATE CLASSES. 

Art is long, and Time is fleeting, 

And our hearts, though stout and brave. 

Still like muffled drums are. beating 
Funeral marches to the grave. 

In the world's broad field of battle, 
In the bivouac of Life, 
- Be not like dumb driven cattle ! 
Be a hero in the strife ! 

Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! 

Let the dead Past bury its dead ! 
Act, — act in the .H^ii^g, Present ! 

Heart within, and God overhead ! 

Lives of great men all remind us 

We can make our lives sublime; 

And departing leave behind us 

Footprints on the sands of time ; — 

Footprints, that perhaps another. 
Sailing o'er life's solemn main 

A forlorn and shipwrecked brother. 
Seeing, shall take heart again. 

Let us then be up and doing. 

With a heart for any fate ; 
Still achieving, still pursuing, 

Learn to labor and to wait. 

• Longfellow, 



ADYAJSrCED CLASSES. 




Selections for Advanced Classes. 



5>&<C 



TRUST. 

Oh, vet vre trust that somehow good 
Will be the final goal of ill, 
To pangs of nature, sins of will, 

Defects of doubt and taints of blood; 

That nothing walks with aimless feet; 

That not one life shall be destroyed, 

Or. cast as rubbish to the void, 
When God hath made the pile complete ; 

That not a worm is cloven in vain ; 

That not a moth with vain desire 

Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire. 
Or but subserves another's gain. 

Texxysox, from " In Memoriam" 



Westwaed the star of empire takes its way. 

The first four acts already past, 
The fifth shall end the drama with the day ; 

Time's noblest offspring is the last. 

Bishop Geoege Berkley. 



84 SELECTIONS FOR 



NOBILITY. 



Feom yon blue heavens above us bent 
The grand old gardener and his wife 

Smile at the claims of long descent. 
Howe'er it be, it seems to me 

'Tis only noble to be good ; 
Kind hearts are more than coronets, 

And simple faith than Norman blood. 

Tennyson, from " Clara Vere de Vere. 



ACTION. 

Do something ! Do it soon ! With all thy might ; 

An angel's wing would droop if long at rest. 

And God inactive were no longer blest. 
Some high or humble enterprise of good 

Contemplate till it shall possess thy mind, 
Become thy study, pastime, rest, and food. 

And kindle in thy heart a flame refined: 
Pray heaven for firmness thy whole soul to bind 

To this high purpose : To begin, pursue, 
With thoughts all fixed, and feelings purely kind ; 

Strength to complete, and with delight review, 

And strength to give the praise where all is due. 
__ Wilcox. 

Theke are points from which we can command our life. 
Where the soul sweeps the future like a glass. 
And coming things, full-freighted with our fate, 
Jut out dark on the offing of the mind. 

Bailey, from '• Feslus.'' 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 85 

TRUE DIGNITY. 

If thou be one wlio&e heart the holy forms 

Of young imagination have kept pure, 

Stranger I henceforth be warned ; and know that pride, 

Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, 

Is littleness; that he who feels contempt 

For any living thing, hath faculties 

Which he has never used ; that thought with him 

Is in its infancy. The man whose eye . 

Is ever on himself, doth look on one 

The least of nature's works, one who might move 

The wise man to that scorn which wisdom holds 

Unlawful ever. O be wiser thou ! 

Instructed tha^ true knowledge leads to love ; 

True dignity abides with him alone 

Who, in the silent hour of universal thought, 

Can still suspect, and still revere himself. 

In lowliness of heart. 

Wordsworth. 



At summer eve, when heaven's aerial bow 
Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below, 
Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye. 
Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky? 
Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear 
More sweet than. all the landscape shining near? 
'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, 
And robes the mountain in its azure hue. 

Thomas Campbell, from " Pleasures of Hope.' 



86 SELECTIONS FOR 

CHEERFULNESS. 

'Tis well to walk with a cheerful heart 

Wherever our fortunes call, 
With a friendly glance, and an open hand, 

And a gentle word for all. 

Since life is a thorny and difficult path, 
Where toil is the portion of man, 

We all should endeavor, while passing along, 
To make it as smooth as we can. 



THE MEASURE OF LIFE. 

We live in deeds, not years ; in thoughts, not breaths ; 

In feelings, not in figures on the dial. * 

We should count time by heart-throbs, when they beat 

For God, for man, for dut}^ He most lives. 

Who thinks most, feels noblest, acts the best. 

Life is but a means unto an end — that end, 

Beginning, mean, and end to all things, God. 

Philip James Bailey, /rom "Festus.''' 

I LIVE for those who love me. 

For those who know me true ; 

For the heaven that smiles above me, 
And awaits my spirit too ; 

For the cause that lacks assistance, 

For the wrongs that need resistance, 

For the future in the distance. 

And the good that I can do. 

G. L. Banks. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 87 

TRUE DIGNITY. 

Is there for honest poverty 

Wha hangs his head, and a' that? 
The coward slave, we pass him by; 

We dare be poor for a' that. 
For a' that, and a' that. 

Our toil's obscure, and a' that; 
The rank is but the guinea's stamp — 

The man's the gowd for a' that. 

A prince can make a belted knight, 

A marquis, duke, and a' that ; 
But an honest man's aboon his might — 

Guid faith, he maunna fa' that! 
For a' that and a' that! 

Their dignities, and a' that ; 
The pith o' sense and pride o' worth 

Are higher ranks than a' that. 

Then let us pray that come it may — 

As come it will for a' that — 
That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth. 

May bear the gree, and a' that — 
For a' that, and a' that. 

It's coming yet for a' that — 

When man to man, the warld o'er. 

Shall brothers be for a' that! 

Robert Burns. 



If little labor, little are our gains ; 
Man's fortunes are according to his pains. 



Herricx. 



88 SELECTIONS FOR 

SELF-FORGETFULNESS. 

"Forget thyself," if thou would'st rise 
From earth and higher good surprise ; 
" Forget thyself," if thou would'st love 
And know the spring of life above. 

Who loses self in brotherhood, 
Forth-giving, ever gathers good ; 
And who for . truth or right would die, 
In falling, gains the victory. 



To each his sufferings ; all are men, 

Condemned alike to groan ; 
The tender for another's pain, 

The unfeeling for his own. 
Yet, ah ! why should they know their fate, 
Since sorrow never comes too late. 

And happiness too swiftl}^ flies? 
Thought would destroy their paradise. 
No more : — Where ignorance is bliss, 

'Tis folly to be wise. 

Thomas Gray, from "yl Distant View of Eton.' 



We look before and after, 

And pine for what is not; 
Our sincerest hiughter • 

With some pain is fraught. 
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest 
thought. Shelley. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 89 

TEMPERANCE IN THOUGHT AND SPEECH. 

Peuiste tkou tliy words ; the thoughts control 

That o'er thee swell and throng: 
They will condense within the soul, 

And change to purpose strong. 

But he who lets his feelings run 

In soft, luxurious flow. 
Shrinks when hard service must be done, 

And faints at every woe. 

Faith's meanest deed more favor bears. 
Where hearts and wills are weighed, 

Than brightest transports, choicest prayers. 
Which bloom their hour and fade. 

J. H. Xewman. 



Man is his own star, and the soul that can 
Render an honest and a perfect man. 
Commands all light, all influence, all fate ; 
Nothing to liim falls early or too late. 
Our acts our angels are, or good, or ill. 
Our fatal shadows that walk by us still. 

John Fletcheu 



Let us know 
Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well. 
When our deep plots do pall : and that should teach us 
There's a divinity that shapes our ends, 
Rough-hew them how we will. 

Shakespeare, ' ' Hamlet." 



90 SELECTIONS FOR 



LABOR. 



Labok is rest from tlie sorrows that greet us, 
Rest from all petty vexations that meet iis, 
Rest from sin-promptings that ever entreat ns, 
Rest from world-sirens that lure us to ill. 
Work, — and pure slumbers shall wait on thy pillow ; 
Work, — thou shalt ride over care's coming billow ; 
Lie not down wearied 'neath woe's weeping-Avillow ; 
Work with a stout heart and resolute will. 

F. S. Osgood. 

Looking down the ladder of our deeds. 

The rounds seem slender; all past work appears 

Unto the doer faulty ; the heart bleeds. 

And pale regret comes weltering in tears. 

To think how poor our best has been, how vain. 

Beside the excellence we would attain. 

Henry Abbey. 



A KINDLY act is a kernel sown. 

That will grow to a goodly tree. 

Shedding its fruit when time has flown 
Down the gulf of eternity. 

John Boyle O'Reilly. 

Darkness before, all joy behind ! 
Yet keep thy courage, do not mind : 
He soonest reads the lesson right 
Who reads with back against the light ! 

George Houghton. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 9l 

IMMORTALITY OF THE SOUL. 

The soul, secured in her existence, smiles 
At the drawn dagger, and defies its point. 
The stars shall fade away, the sun himself 
Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years, 
But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, 
Unhurt amidst the war of elements. 
The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds. 

Addison. 

ONWARD. 

Onwakd, onward, may we press 

Through the path of duty; 
Virtue is true happiness, 

Excellence true beauty ; 
Minds are of celestial birth; 
Make we then a heaven of earth. 

Closer, closer let us knit 

Hearts and hands together, 
Where our fireside comforts sit 

In the wildest weather; 
Oh, they wander wide who roam 
For the joys of life from home. 

James Montgomery. 

Thouht is deeper than all speech; 
Feeling, deeper than all thought; 
Souls to souls can never teach 
What unto themselves was taught. 

C. P. Cranch. 



92 SELECTIONS FOR 



TRUE LIVING. 



He liveth long wlio livetli well ; 

All else is life but flung away ; 
He liveth longest who can tell 

Of true things truly done each day. 

Then fill each hour with what will last; 

Buy up the moments as they go : 
The life above, when this is past, 

Is the ripe fruit of life below. 

Sow love, and taste its fruitage pure ; 

Sow peace, and reap its harvest bright; 
Sow sunbeams on the rock and moor. 

And find a harvest-home of light. 

H. BONAR. 

PERFECTION. 

To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, 

To throw a perfume on the violet. 

To smooth the ice, or add another hue 

Unto the rainbow, or with taper light 

To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, 

Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. 

Shakespeare, ''King Lear." 

Small service is true service while it lasts ; 

Of friends, however humble, scorn not one ; 
The daisy, by the shadow that it casts, 

Protects the lingering dewdrop from the sun. 

Wordsworth. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 93 

CONTENTMENT. 

My mind to me a kingdom is ; 

Such perfect joy therein I find 
As far excels all earthly bliss 

That God or Nature hath assigned; 
Though much I want that most would have, 
Yet still my mind forbids to crave. 

Content I live ; this is my stay, — 
I seek no more than may suffice. 

I press to bear no haughty sway; 

Look, what I lack my mind supplies. 

Lo, thus I triumph like a king, 

Content with that my mind doth bring. 

I laugh not at another's loss, 

I grudge not at another's gain; 

No worldly wave my mind can toss ; 
I brook that is another's bane. 

I fear no foe, nor fawn on friend ; 

I loathe not life, nor dread mine end. 

My wealth is health and perfect ease ; 

My conscience clear my chief defence; 
I never seek by bribes to please 

Nor by desert to give offence. 

Thus do I live, thus will I die ; 

Would all did so as well as I ! 

William Byrd. 

Happy is the man whose good intentions have borne 
fruit in deeds, and whose evil thoughts have perished in 
the blossom. — Scott, '^ Bob Roy." 



94 SELECTIONS FOB 

FREEDOM. 

Stoke walls do not a prison make, 

Nor iron bars a cage; 
Minds innocent and quiet take 

That for an hermitage. 
If I have freedom in my love, 

And in my soul am free, 
Angels alone, that soar above. 

Enjoy such liberty. 



KiCHARD Lovelace, 



FORTITUDE. 

Oh, never from thy tempted heart 
Let thine integrity depart; 
When disappointment fills the cup, 
Undaunted, nobly drink it up; 
Truth will prevail, and justice show 
Her tardy honors, sure thongh slow; 
Bear on — bear bravely on ! 

LOXGFELLOW. 



What's hallowed ground? 'Tis what gives birth 

To sacred thoughts in souls of worth! 

Peace ! Independence ! Truth ! Go forth 

Earth's compass round; 

And your high priesthood shall make earth 

All hallowed ground. 

Thomas Campbell 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 95 

HUMANITY. 

I WOULD not enter on my list of friends 

(Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, 

Yet wanting sensibility) the man 

Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm. 

An inadvertant step may crush the snail 

That crawls at evening in the public path ; 

But he that has humanity, forewarned, 

Will tread aside, and let the reptile live. 

William Cowper. 

CHARITY. 

Teust not to each accusing tongue, 

As most weak persons do ; 
But still believe that story false 

Which ought not to be true. 

Samuel Butler. 

INTRINSIC MERIT. 

A JEWEL is a jewel still, 

Though lying in the dust, 
And sand is sand, though up to heaven 

'Tis by the temj)est thrust. 

Oriental, translated ly W. R. Alger. 



Nothing useless is or low; 

Each thing in its place is best; 
And what seems but idle show 

Strengthens and supports the rest. 



96 SELECTIONS FOB 

HAVE HOPE. 

There's never an always cloudless sky, 
There's never a vale so fair, 

But over it sometimes shadows lie 
In a chill and songless air. 

But never a cloud o'erhung the day, 
And flung its shadows down, 

But on its heaven-side gleamed one ray. 
Forming a sunshine crown. 



M. J. Savage. 



PROCRASTINATION. 

Be wise to-day; 'tis madness to defer; 
Next day the fatal precedent will plead; 
Thus on, till wisdom is pushed out of life. 
Procrastination is the tliief of time ; 
Year after year it steals, till all are fled. 
And to the mercies of a moment leaves 
The vast concerns of an eternal scene. 



Young. 



Every day brings a ship. 
Every ship brings a word; 
Well for those who have no fear, 
Looidng seaward well assured 
That the Avord the vessel brings 
Is the word the}^ wish to hear. 

Ralph Waldo Emekson. 



ADVAIiGED CLASSES. 97 

THIS WILL PASS AWAY. 

When wafted on by fortune's breeze, 

In endless peace thou seem'st to glide, 

Prepare betimes for rougher seas, 

And check the boast of foolish pride; 

Though smiling joy is there to-day. 

Remember, " this will pass away ! " 

When all the sky is draped in black, 
And beaten by tempestuous gales. 

Thy shuddering ship seems all awrack. 
Then trim again thy tattcTed sails; 

To grim desj)air be not a prey; 

Bethink thee, " this will pass away ! " 

Then, O my son, be not o'er proud, 

Nor yet cast down ; judge thou aright ; 

When skies are clear, expect the cloud; 
In darkness wait the coming light ; • 

Whatever be thy fate to-day. 

Remember " this will pass away I " 

J. G. Saxe. 



COURTESY. 

How sweet and gracious, even in common speech, 
Is that fine sense which men call courtesy ! 
Wholesome as air and genial as the light. 
Welcome in every clime as breath of flowers, — 
It transmutes aliens into trusting friends. 
And gives its owner passport round the globe. 

J. T. Fields. 



98 SELECTIONS FOR 



NIGHT. 



How beautiful is night! 
A dewy freshness fills the silent air; 
No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain 

Breaks the serene of heaven; 

In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine 

Rolls through the dark blue depths. 

Beneath her steady ray 

The desert circle spreads. 
Like the round ocean girdled with the sky. 

How beautiful is night! 

SOUTHEY. 

COURAGE. 

Deoop not, though shame, sin, and anguish are around 

thee! 
Bravely fling off the cold chain that hath bound thee ! 
Look to yon pure heaven smiling beyond thee ! 
Rest not content in thy darkness — a clod! 
Work — for some good, be it ever so slowly; 
Cherish some flower, be it ever so lowly ; 
Labor ! — all labor is noble and holy ; 
Let thy great deeds be thy prayer to thy God. 

H. S. Osgood, 



Though the mills of God grind slowly, 

. Yet they grind exceeding small ; 
Though with patience he stands waiting, 
With exactness grinds he all. 



Longfellow. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 99 



INDEPENDENCE. 



Hail, independence, hail ! Heaven's next best gift, 
To that of life and an immortal soul ! 
The life of life ! What to the banquet high 
And sober meal gives taste ; to the bowed roof 
Fair-dreamed repose, and to the cottage charms. 

Thomson. 

FREEDOM OF THE SOUL. 

High walls and huge the body may confine, 
And iron gates obstruct the prisoner's gaze, 
And massive bolts may baffle his design, 
And vigilant keepers watch his devious ways; 
But scorns the immortal mind such base control; 
No chains can bind it and no cell inclose. 

Wm. Lloyd Garrison. 

To splendor only do we live? 

Must pomp alone our thoughts employ? 
All, all that pomp and splendor give. 

Is dearly bought with love and joy. 

Ballad of ^^Armine and Elvira." 



A THING of beauty is a joy forever; 
Its loveliness increases; it will never 
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep 
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep 
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. 

Keats. 



100 SELECTIONS FOR 



INGRATITUDE. 



Blow, blow, thou winter wind! 
Thou art not so unkind 

As man's ingratitude ; 
Thy tooth is not so keen, 
Because thou art not seen. 

Although thy breath be rude. 

Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky ; 
Thou dost not bite so nigh 

As benefits forgot; 
Though thou the waters warp, 
Thy sting is not so sharp 

As friend remembered not. 

Shakespeare, "^s You Like It:' 



The year's at the spring. 

And day's at the morn ; 

Morning's at seven ; 

The hill-side's dew pearled; 

The lark's on the wing; 

The snail's on the thorn; 

God's in his heaven — 

All's right with the world. 

Robert Browning. 

If aU were rain and never sun, 

No bow could span the hill; 
If all were sun and never rain, 

There'd be no rainbow still. 

Christiana G. Rosetti. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 101 

ALL'S WELL. 

" All's well I " In the warfare of life 

Does my soul like a sentinel stand, 
Prepared to encounter the strife, 

With well-burnished weapon in hand? 
While the senses securely repose, 

And doubt and temptation have room. 
Does the keen ear of conscience unclose ? 

Does she listen and catch through the gloom : 
"All's well?" 

"All's well!" — can I echo the word? 

Does faith with a sleepless control 
Bid the peaceful assurance be heard 

In the questionless depths of the soul? 
Then fear not, frail heart ! — When the scars 

Of the brave-foughten combat are past, 
Clear voices that fall from the stars 

Will quiet thee on to the last: 

" AU's well ! " 

Margaret J. Preston. 

Okly a sweet and virtuous soul. 

Like seasoned timber, never gives ; 

But though the whole world turn to coal, 

Then chiefly lives. 

George Herbert. 

The world goes up and the world goes down. 
And the sunshine follows the rain ; 

And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown 

Can never come over again. — Charles Kingsley. 



102 SELECTIONS FOR 



SUFFERING. 



O LIFE, O death, O time, 

O grave where all thmgs flow, 
'Tis yours to make our lot sublime 

With your great weight of woe. 

Though sharpest anguish hearts may wring, 

Though bosoms torn may be. 
Yet suffering is a holy thing ; 

Without it what were we? 

Richard Chevevix Trench. 

No earth-born will 
Could ever trace a faultless line ; 

Our truest steps are human still; 
To walk unswerving were diviner ^ 

Truants from love, we dream of wrath ; 

O rather let us trust the more ! 
Through all the wanderings of the path. 

We still can see our Father's door! 

O. W. Holmes. 

Books are yours. 
Within whose silent chambers treasure lies 
Preserved from age to age ; more precious far 
Than that accumulated store of gold 
And orient gems which, for a day of need, 
The sultan hides deep in ancestral tombs. 
These hoards of truth you can unlock at will. 

Wordsworth. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 103 

THE GOOD GREAT MAN. 

What wouldst thou have a good great man obtain ? 

Wealth, title, dignity, a golden chain ? 

Or heap of corses which his sword hath slain ? 

Goodness and greatness are not means, but ends. 

Hath he not always treasures, always friends, 

The good great man ? Three treasures, — love, and light, 

And calm thoughts, equable as infant's breath ; 
And three fast friends, more sure than day and night: 

Himself, his Maker, and the angel Death. 

S. T. Coleridge. 

Why lose we life in anxious cares 

To lay in hoards for future years? 

Can these, when tortured by disease. 

Cheer our sick hearts, or purchase ease ? 

Can these prolong our gasp of breath, 

Or calm the troubled hour of death? 

Gay. 



Men at some time are masters of their fates ; 
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars. 
But in ourselves, that we are underlings. 

Shakespeare, ^'Julius Ccesar. 



Garments that have one rent in them are subject 

to be torn on every nail and every briar ; and glasses 

that are once cracked are soon broken ; such is man's 

good name once tainted with just reproach. 

Bishop Hall. 



104 SELECTIONS FOR 



MERCY. 



The quality of mercy is not strain'd; 

It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven 

Upon the place beneath: It is twice blessed; 

It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 

'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes 

The throned monarch better than his crown : 

His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, 

The attribute to awe and majesty, 

Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; 

But mercy is above his sceptered sway. 

It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, 

It is an attribute of God himself; 

And earthly power doth then show likest God's 

When mercy seasons justice. 

Shakespeare, " Merchant of Venice.'' 



It is by imitation, far more than by precept, that 
we learn everything ; and what we learn thus we ac- 
quire not only more effectually, but more pleasantly. 
This forms our manners, our opinions, our lives. 

Burke. 

The fullest and best ears of corn hang lowest 
towards the ground. 

Bishop Reynolds. 

The block of granite which was an obstacle in 
the pathway of the weak, becomes a stepping-stone in 
the pathway of the strong. 

Carlyle. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 105 

THE MAN I LOVE. 

I LOVE the man whose only pride 

Is wisdom, virtue, right ; 
WIio feels, if truth is e'er denied, 

His honor has a blight ; 
Y*^ho ne'er evades by look or sign — 

In weal or woe the same ; 
Methinks the glories are divine 

Which cluster round his name. 

D. C. COLESM'ORTIIY. 

The man that hath no music in himself. 

Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, 

Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils : 

The motions of his spirit are dull as night. 

And his affections dark as Erebus : 

Let no such man be trusted. 

Shakespeare, " Merchant of Venice" 

He that hath light within his own clear breast 
May sit i' the centre, and enjoy bright day ; 
But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts. 
Benighted, walks under the mid-day sun; 
Himself is his own dungeon. 

MiLTOX. 

Hope springs eternal in the human breast ; 

Man never is, but always to be, blest; 

The soul uneasy, and confined from home. 

Rests and expatiates in a life to come. 

Pope. 



106 SELECTIONS FOR 

GOD AND THE RIGHT. 

Thrice blest is he to whom is given 

The instinct that can tell 
That God is on the field when he 

Is most invisible. 

Blest, too, is he who can divme 

Where real right doth lie, 
And dares to take the side that seems 

Wrong to man's blindfold eye. 

For right is right, since God is God ; 

And right the day must win; 

To doubt would be disloyalty, 

To falter would be sin ! 

F. W. Faber. 



The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, 
When neither is attended; and I think. 
The nightingale, if she should sing by day. 
When every goose is cackling, would be thought 
No better a musician than the wren. 
How many things by season season'd are 
To their right praise and true perfection ! 

Shakespeare, " Merchant of Venice. 



Truth crushed to earth shall rise again; 

The eternal years of God are hers ; 

But error wounded, Avrithes in pain. 

And dies among his worshippers. 

Bryant. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. lOT 



POLONIUS' ADVICE. 



See thou cliaracter. Give thy thoughts no tongue, 

Nor any unproportioned thought his act. 

Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. 

Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, 

Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; 

But do not dull thy palm with entertainment 

Of each new-hatched, unfledged comrade. Beware 

Of entrance to a quarrel, but, being in. 

Bear 't that the opposed may beware of thee. 

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice ; 

Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. 

Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, 

But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy; 

For the apparel oft proclaims the man. 

Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; 

For loan oft loses both itself and friend, 

And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. 

This above all : to thine own self be true, 

And it must follow, as the night the day, 

Thou canst not be false to any man. 

Shakespeare, '^Hamlet. 



Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of 

knowledge ; it is thinking makes what we read ours. 

We are of the ruminating kind, and it is not enough 

to cram ourselves with a great load of collections ; 

unless we chew them over again, they will not give us 

strength and nourishment. 

Locke. 



108 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE MEASURE OF LIFE. 

Why should we count our life by years, 

Since years are sliort and pass away ! 

Or, why by fortune's smiles or tears, 

Since tears are vain, and smiles decay! 

Oh, count by virtues — these shall last 

When life's lame-footed race is o'er; 

And these, when earthly joys are past, 

May cheer us on a brighter shore. 

Mrs. Hale. 

For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich; 

And as the sun -breaks through the darkest clouds, 

So honor peereth in the meanest habit. 

What, is the jay more precious than the lark, . 

Because his feathers are more beautiful? 

Or is the adder better than the eel. 

Because his painted skin contents the eye? 

Shakespeare, " Taming of the Shrew." 



All common good has common price; 

Exceeding good, exceeding ; 
Christ bought the keys of paradise 

By cruel bleeding. 
And every soul that wins a place 

Upon its hills of pleasure. 

Must give its all, and beg for grace 

To fill the measure. 

J. G. Holland. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 109 

THE VALUE OF LABOR. 

Whate'ee is excellent in art proceeds 

From labor and endurance ; deep the oak 

Must sink in stubborn earth, its roots obscure, 

That hopes to lift its branches to the skies; 

Gold cannot gold appear, until man's toil 

Discloses wide the mountain's hidden ribs. 

And digs the dusky ore, and breaks and grinds 

Its gritty parts, and laves in limpid streams 

With oft repeated toil, and oft in fire 

The metal purifies. 

Dyer. 

Have more than thou showest. 
Speak less than thou knowest. 
Lend less than thou owest. 
Learn more than thou trowest. 
Set less than thou throwest. 

Shakespeare, ^^King Lear." 

Kindness hath resistless charms ; 

All things else but weakly move ; 
Fiercest anger it disarms. 

And clips the wings of flying love. 

Earl of Rochester. 

Miss not the occasion ; by the forelock take 
That subtle power, the never-halting time. 
Lest a mere moment's putting off should make 
Mischance almost as heavy as a crime. 

Wordsworth. 



110 SELECTIONS FOR 



THE EAGLE. 



He clasps the crag with hooked hands, 

Close to the sun in lonely lands; 

Ring'd with the azure world he stands; 

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls ; 

He watches from his mountain walls, 

And like a thunderbolt he falls. 

Tennyson. 

This was the noblest Roman of them all. 

All the conspirators, save only he, 

Did that they did in envy of great Caesar ; 

He onl}^, in a general honest thought 

And common good to all, made one of them. 

His life was gentle ; and the elements 

So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up. 

And say, to all the world, " This was a man ! " 

Shakespeare, ^'-Julius Ccesar" 



Oh, many a shaft at random sent 

Finds mark its archer little meant; 

And many a word at random spoken 

May soothe or wound a heart that's broken. 

Scott. 

Opportunity has hair in front, but behind she is 

bald ; if you seize her by the forelock, you may hold 

her ; but, if suffered to escape, not Jupiter himself can 

catch her again. 

A Latin Proverb. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. Ill 

IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN. 

Of all sad words of tongue or pen, 

The saddest are these : " It might have been ! " 

Ah, well ! for us all some sweet hope lies 

Deeply buried from human eyes ; 

And, in the hereafter, angels may 

Roll the stone from its grave away! 

J. G. Whittier. 

There is a tide in the affairs of men. 

Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune ; 

Omitted, all the voyage of their life 

Is bound in shallows, and in miseries. 

On such a full sea are we now afloat ; 

And we must take the current when it serves. 

Or lose our ventures. 

Shakespeare, ^'Julius Ccesar" 



They never fail who die 

In a great cause : the block may soak their gore, 

Their heads may sodden in the sun ; their limbs 

Be strung to city gates or castle walls ; — 

But still their spirit walks abroad. Though years 

Elapse, and others share as dark a doom, 

They but augment the deep and sweeping thoughts 

Which overpower all others, and conduct 

The world at last to freedom. 

Byron. 

The Persians say of noisy, unreasonable talk : "I 
hear the noise of the mill-stone, but I see no meal." 



112 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE FREEMAN. 

How happy is he born and taught 
That serveth not another's will ; 

Whose armor is his honest thought, 

And simple truth his utmost skill ! 

This man is freed from servile bands, 
Of hope to rise, or fear to fall — 

Lord of himself, though not of lands ; 
And, having nothing, yet hath all. 

Sir Henry Wotton. 

I AM not covetous of gold. 
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; 
It yearns me not if men my garments wear; 
Such outward things dwell not in my desires: 
But if it be a sin to covet honor, 
I am the most offending soul alive. 

Shakespeare, " Henry IV." 

Young men, you are the architects of your own for- 
tunes. Rely upon your own strength of body and soul. 
Take for your star self-reliance. Think well of your- 
self. Strike out. Assume youT own position. Rise 
above the envious and jealous. Fire above the mark 
you intend to hit. Energy, invincible determination, 
with a right motive, are the levers that move the world. 
Be generous. Be civil. Read the papers. Advertise 
your business. Make money, and do good with it. 
Love your God and fellow-men. Love truth and vir- 
tue. Love your country, and obey its laws. 

President Porter. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 113 



A GOOD NAME. 



Good name, in man and woman, dear my lord, 
Is the immediate jewels of their souls: 
Who steals my purse, steals trash : 'Tis something, noth- 
ing ; 
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands; 
But he that filches from me my good name, 
Robs me of that which not enriches him, 

And makes me poor indeed. 

Shakespeare, " Othello." 

Not in the clamor of the crowded street. 

Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, 
But in ourselves, are triumph and defeat. 

Longfellow, Sonnet on ^'The Poets." 



Freedom's battle, once begun. 

Bequeathed from bleffeding sire to son, 

Though baffled oft is ever won. 

Byron. 

There are two things in life that a sage must pre- 
serve at every sacrifice, — the coat of his stomach and 
the enamel of his teeth. Some evils admit of consola- 
tions : there are no comforters for dyspepsia and the 
toothache. Bulwer Lytton. 

Some men are born great, some achieve greatness, 
and some have greatness thrust upon them. 

Shakespeare, " Twelfth Night." 



114 SELECTIONS FOR 

A VISION OF THE FUTUKE. 

Fon I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see ; 
Saw the vision of the world and all the wonders that 
would be : 

Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic 

sails. 
Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly 

bales : 

Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rained 

a ghastly hue, 
From the nations airy navies grappling in the central 

blue; 

Far along the world-wide whispers of the south wind 

rushing warm'. 
With the standards of the peoples plunging through the 

thunder-storm. 

Till the war drum throbbed no longer, and the battle- 
flags were furled 
In the parliament of man, the federation of the Avorld. 

There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful 

realm in awe. 

And the kindly earth shall slumber, rapt in universal 

law. 

Tennyson, " LocTcsley Hall.'' 



Sweet are the uses of adversity. 

Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous. 

Wears yet a precious jewel in his head. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 115 



GRADATIM. 

Heaven is not reached at a single bound, 

But we build the ladder by which we Kse 
From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, 

And we mount to its summit round by round. 

I count this thing to be grandly true : 

That a noble deed is a step toward God, — 
Lifting the soul from the common clod 

To a purer air and a broader view. 

We rise by the things that are under feet; 

B}^ what we have mastered of good and gain ; 

By the pride deposed and the passion slain, 
And the vanquished ills that we hourly meet. 

J. G. Holland. 

What a piece of work is man ! How noble in reason ! 

How infinite in faculty ! In form and moving how 

express and admirable ! In action how like an angel I 

In apprehension how like a god ! The beauty of the 

world ! The paragon of. animals ! 

Shakespeare, '■''Hamlet" 



The heights by great men reached and kept 
Were not attained by sudden flight. 

But they, while their companions slept. 

Were toiling upward through the night. 

Longfellow. 

Know how to listen, and you will profit even 
from those who talk badly. Plutarck. 



116 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE SONG OF NATURE. 

The leaf-tongues of the forest, the flower-lips of the sod, 
The happy birds that hymn their rapture in the ear of 

God, 
The summer wind that bringeth music over land and 

sea. 
Have each a voice that singeth this sweet song of songs 

to me : 
This world is full of beauty, like other worlds above ; 
And, if we did our duty, it might be full of love. 

Gerald Massey. 

What is a man. 
If his chief good and market of his time 
Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more. 
Sure he that made us with such large discourse, 
Looking before and after, gave us not 
That capability and godlike reason 
To rust in us unused. 



Beautiful is young enthusiasm ; keep it to the 
end, and be more and more correct in fixing on the 
object of it. It is a terrible thing to be wrong in that 
— -the source of all our miseries and confusions what- 
ever. Caklyle. 



Teub politeness is perfect ease and freedom. It sim- _ 

ply consists in treating others just as you love to be 1 

treated yourself. 

Loud Chestekfield. 



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ADVANCED CLASSES. 117 

KNOWLEDGE AND WISDOM. 

Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, 
Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells. 
In heads replete with thoughts of other men; 
Wisdom, in minds attentive to their own. 
Knowledge, — a rude, unprofitable mass, 
The mere materials with which wisdom builds, — 
Till smoothed, and squared, and fitted to its place, 
Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich! 
Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much, 
Wisdom is humble that he knows no more. 

COWPER. 

What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted ?- 
Thrice is he armed that hath liis quarrel just ; 
And he but naked, though locked up in steel, 
Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted. 

Shakespeare, ^'■King Henry VI" 



Men give me the credit for genius; but all the 

genius I have lies in this : when I have a subject on 

hand I study it profoundly. The effect I make they 

call the fruit of genius ; it is, however, the fruit of 

labor and thought. 

Alexander Hamilton. 

So nigh is grandeur to our dust, 

So near is God to man. 

When duty whispers low, " Thou must," 

The youth replies, " I can." 

Emerson. 



118 SELECTIONS FOR 

COLUMBIA. 

Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise, 

The queen of the world and child of the skies! 

Thy genius commands thee ; with rapture behold, 

While ages on ages thy splendors unfold. 

Thy reign is the last and the noblest of time. 

Most fruitful thy soil, most inviting thy clime; 

Let the crimes of the East ne'er encrimson thy name. 

Be freedom, and science, and virtue thy fame. 

Timothy Dwight. 

My crown is in my heart, not on my head ; 

Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, 

Not to be seen : my crown is called content ; 

A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy. 

Shakespeare. 

Since trifles make the sum of human things. 

And half our misery from our foibles spring. 

Since life's best joys consist in peace and ease. 

Although but few can serve, yet all may please, 

O, let the ungentle spirit learn from hence, 

A small unkindness is a great offence ! 

Moore. 

We scatter seeds with careless hand. 

And dream we shall ne'er see them more; 

But for a thousand years 

Their fruit appears. 

In weeds that mar the land, 

Or healthful store. 

John Keble. 



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THE AMERICAN FLAG. 

When" freedom, from her monntain height, 
Unfurled her standard to the air, 

She tore the azure robe of night, 

And set the stars of glory there ! 

She mingled with its gorgeous dyes 

The milky baldric of the skies, 

And striped its pure celestial white 

With streakings of the morning light; 

Then from his mansion in the sun, 

She called her eagle bearer down, 

And gave into his mighty hand 

The symbol of her chosen land. 

Flag of .the free hearts'- hope and home, 

By angel hands to valor given. 
Thy stars have lit the welkin dome. 

And all thy hues were born in heaven. 
Forever float that standard sheet ! 

Where breathes the foe but falls before us, 
With freedom's soil beneath our feet, 

And freedom's banner streaming o'er us? 

Joseph Rodman Drake. 

The purest treasure mortal times afford 

Is spotless reputation ; that away. 

Men are but gilded loam, or painted clay. 

Shakespeare, " King Richard III" 



I HOLD him to be dead, in whom shame is dead. 

Plautus. 



120 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE SWORD. 

The sword ! a name of dread ; yet when 
Upon the freeman's thigh 'tis bound, — 
While for his altar and his hearth, 
While for the land that gave him birth, 
The war-drums roll, the trumpets sound, ■ 
How sacred is it then ! 



For honor travels in a strait so narrow. 

Where one but goes abreast ; keep then the path ; 

For emulation hath a thousand sons, 

That one by one pursue : if you give way, 

Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, 

Like to an entered tide they all rush by, 

And leave you hindmost. 

Shakespeare, " Troilus and Cressida." 



Stay, stay at home my heart, and rest ; 

Home-keeping hearts are happiest. 

For those that wander they know not where 

Are full of trouble, and full of care ; 

To stay at home is best. 

Longfellow. 

O WAD some power the giftie gie us 

To see oursel's as others see us? 

It wad frae monie a blunder free us, 

. And foolish notion : 
What airs in dress an' gait wad lea's us 

And e'en devotion. Burns. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 121 

WHAT CONSTITUTES A STATE, 

What constitutes a state? 
Not high-raised battlement or labored mound, 

Thick wall or moated gate ; 
Not cities proud with spires and turrets crowned ; 

Not bays and broad-armed ports, 
Where, laughing at the storm, rich navies ride ; 

Not starred and spangled courts. 
Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. 

No I — men, high-minded men, 
With powers as far above dull brutes endued 

In forest, brake, or den, 
As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude, — 

Men who their duties know. 
And know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain. 

Prevent the long-aimed blow. 
And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain ; 

These constitute a state ; 
And sovereign law, that state's collected will, 

O'er thrones and globes elate, 
Sits empress, crowning good, repressing ill. 

Sir William Joxes. 



If to do were as easy as to know what were good to 
do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages 
princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his 
Dwn instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were 
good to be done, than to be one of the twenty to fol- 
low mine own teaching. 

Shakespeare, " Merchant of Venice." 



122 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE FREEMAN. 

He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, 
And all are slaves beside. There's not a chain 
That hellish foes confederate for his harm 
Can wind around him, but he casts it ofP 
With as much ease as Samson his green withes. 
He looks abroad into the varied field 
Of nature ; and though poor, perhaps, compared 
With those whose mansions glitter in his sight. 
Calls the. delightful scenery all his own. 
His are the mountains, and the valleys his, 
And the resplendent rivers. His to enjoy 
With a propriety that none can feel, 
But who, with filial confidence insjoired, 
■ Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, 
-And smiling say, "My father made them all!" 

COWPER. 

Each, after all, learns only Avhat he can ; 

Who grasps the moment as it flies, 

He is the real man. 

Goethe. 

Tntempeeance wipes out God's image, and stamps 

it with the counterfeit die of the devil; intemperance 

smites a healthy body Avith disease from head to heel, 

and makes it more loathsome than the leprosy of Naa- 

man or the sores of Lazarus ; intemperance dethrones 

man's reason, and hides her bright beams in the mystic" 

clouds that roll round the shattered temple of tlio 

human soul, curtained by midnight. 

John B. Gough. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 123 

THE OLD YEAR. 

Full knee-deep lies the winter snow, 

And the winter winds are wearily sighing: 

Toll ye the church bell sad and slow, 

And tread softly and speak low, 

For the old year lies a-dying. 

Old year, yon must not die : 

You came to us so readily, 

You lived with us so steadily. 

Old year, you shall not die. 

Texnyson. 

O WHO can hold a fire in his hand, 
By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? 
Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, 
By bare imagination of a feast? 
Or wallow naked in December snow, 
By thinking, on fantastic summer's heat ? 
O no, the apprehension of the good 
Gives but the greater feeling to the worse. 

Shakespeare, " King Richard II.'" 



The clear conception, outrunning the deductions of 
logic, the high purpose, the dauntless spirit, speaking 
on the tongue, beaming from the eye, informing every 
feature, and urging the whole man onward, right 
onward, to his object, — this, this is eloquence, or 
rather it is something greater and higher than all elo- 
quence, — it is action, noble, sublime, godlike action. 

Webster. 



124 SELECTIONS FOR 

ENCOURAGEMENT. 

On! from honor unto honor; let not praise nor pelf 

allure ! 
Onward, upward, be thy course, and let thy foot be 

firm and sure. 

On the earth are lands untrodden; somewhere under- 
neath the sun 

Azure heights yet unascended, palmy countries to be 
won. 

In the heart's diviner regions there are thoughts that 

stir the soul, 
Till it shoots the bounds of darkness, past where stars 

and planets roll. 

Life, in all its sunny aspects, all the moods of vice and 

pain. 

Lie before thee. O, be certain nothing need be sought 

in vain. 

Barry Cornwall. 



Full fathom five thy father lies ; 

Of his bones are coral made ; 
These are pearls that were his eyes. 

Nothing of him that doth fade, 
But doth suffer a sea change 
Lito something rich and strange. 
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: 
Hark ! Now I hear them, — ding-dong bell. 

Shakespeare, Ariel's Song in " The Tempest^ 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 125 



TRUE REST. 

Sweet is the pleasure 

Itself cannot spoil ! 
Is not true leisure 

One with true toil? 

Thou that wouldst taste it, 

Still do thy best ; 
Use it, not waste it. — 

Else 'tis no rest. 

Rest is not quitting 

The busy career ; 
Rest is the fitting 

Of self to its sphere. 

'Tis loving and serving 

The highest and best ; 
'Tis onwards ! unswerving, — 

And that is true rest. 

JoHX Sullivan Dwight. 

No man is born into the world whose work 

Is not born with him ; there is always work, 

And tools to work withal, for those who will; 

And blessed are the horny hands of toil. 

Lowell. 

Honor is like the eye, which cannot suffer the least 
impurity without damage ; it is a precious stone, the 
price of which is lessened by the least flaw. 

BOSSUET. 



126 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE VOYAGE OF LIFE. 

And thou must sail upon this sea, a long 
Eventful voyage. The wise may suffer wreck, 
The foolish must. O, then be early wise ! 
Learn from the mariner his skilful art, 
/ To ride upon the waves, and catch the breeze, 
And dare the threatening storm, and trace a path 
'Mid countless dangers, to the destined port, 
Unerringly secure. O, learn from him 
To station quick-eyed prudence at the helm. 
To guard thy sail from passion's sudden blasts, 
And make religion thy magnetic guide, 
Which, though it trembles as it lowly lies, 
Points to the light that changes not, in heaven ! 

Henry Ware, Jr. 

He who will not work shall want, 

Nought for nought is just — ■ 

Won't do, must do when he can't ; * 

Better rub than rust; 

Bees are flying, sloth is dying, 

Better rub than rust. 

Ebenezer Elliot. s 

Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, ^ 

Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, • 
Raze out the written troubles of the brain 
And with some sweet oblivious antidote 

Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff \ 

Which weighs upon the heart? ^ 

Shakespeare, " Macbeth." | 



APVANCED CLASSES. 127 

WOLSEY'S ADVICE. 

Cromwell, I charge thee, flmg away ambition : 

By that sin fell the angels : how can man, then, 

The image of his maker, hope to win by't ? 

Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee ; 

Corruption wins not more than honesty : 

Still in thy right hand carry gentle Peace, 

To silence envious tongues. Be just and fear not. 

Let all the ends thou aim'st at be th}^ country's. 

Thy God's, and Truth's ; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, 

Thou fall'st a blessed martyr ! 

Shakespeare, " Hen?-?/ VIII." 

'Tis well to walk with a cheerful heart 

Wherever our fortunes call. 
With a friendly glance and an open hand, 

And a gentle word for all. 
Since life is a thorny and difficult path, 

Where toil is the portion of man. 
We all should endeavor, while passing along, 

To make it as smooth as we can. 



They whose hearts are whole and strong, 

Loving holiness. 
Living clean from soil of wrong. 

Wearing truth's white dress, — 
They unto no far-off height 

Wearily need climb ; 
Heaven to them is close in sight 

From these shores of time. Lucy Larcom. 



128 SELECTIONS FOR 



TO A WATERFOWL. 



Whither, midst falling clew, 
While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, 
Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue 

Thy solitary way? 

Vainly the fowler's eye 
Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, 
As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, 

Thy figure floats along. 

There is a power whose care 
Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — 
The desert and illimitable air, — 

Lone wandering, but not lost. 

He, who from zone to zone. 

Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight. 

In the long way I must tread alone 

Will lead my steps aright. 

Bryant. 

It is the mystery of the unknown 

Tha,t fascinates us ; we are children still. 
Wayward and wistful ; with one hand we cling 

To the familiar things we call our own, 
And with the other, resolute of will, 
Grope in the dark for what the day will bring. 

Longfellow, Sonnet on " The Two Eicers.'^ 

He who has conferred a kindness should be silent, 

lie who has received one should speak of it. 

Seneca. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 129 

FORBEARANCE. 

If this great world o£ joy and pain 

Revolve in one sure track, 

If freedom, set, will rise again, 

And virtue flown, come back, 

"Woe to the purblind crew who fill 

The heart with each day's care, 

Nor gain from past or future, skill 

To bear and to forbear. 

Wordsworth. 

I DAEE do all that may become a man , 
Who dares do more is none. 

Shakespeare, " Macbeth." 

What men want is not talent, it is purpose ; not the 
power to achieve, but the will to labor. 

BULWER LyTTON. 

Our ears should be accustomed to hear all manner 
of things, without carrying to the mind aught but 
good. Erasmus. 

Look not mournfully into the past ; it comes not 

back again. Wisely improve the present; it is thine. 

Go forth to meet the shado^vy future without fear and 

with a manly heart. 

Longfellow. 

Do good by stealth and blush to find it fame. 

Pope. 



130 SELECTIONS FOR 



ACTION. 



1 AM a part of all that I liave met ; 

Yet all experience is an arch where through 

Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades 

Forever and forever when I move. 

How dull it is to pause, to make an end, 

To rest unburnished, not to shine in use I 

As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life 

Were all too little, and of one to me 

Little remains : but every hour is saved 

From that eternal silence, something more, 

A bringer of new things ; and vile it were 

For some three suns to store and hoard myself, 

And this gray spirit yearning in desire 

To follow knowledge, like a sinking star. 

Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. 

Tennyson, " Ulysses'* 

How far that little candle throws his beams ! 
So shines a good deed in a naughty world. 

Shakespeare, '■'■ Merchant' of Venice." 



Whatever I have tried to do in my life, I have tried 

with all my heart to do well. What I have devoted 

myself to, I have devoted myself to completely. Never 

to put my hand to anything on which I would not 

throw my whole self, and never to affect depreciation 

of my work, whatever it was, I find now to have been 

my golden rules. 

Charles Dickens. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 131 

FAREWELL TO LIFE. 

Life! We've been long together, 

Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 

'Tis hard to part when friends are dear — 

Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; 

Then steal away, give little warning. 

Choose thine own time; 

Say not good night, — but in some brighter clime 

Bid me good morning. 

Mrs. Barbauld. 

Ah ! if our souls but poise and swing, 
Like the compass in its brazen ring. 
Ever level and ever true 
To the toil and task we have to do. 
We shall sail securely, and safely reach 
The fortunate isles, on Avhose shining beach 
The sights we see, and the sounds we hear 
Will be those of joy and not of fear. 

Longfellow, '• The Building of the Ship." 



Defer not till to-morrow to be wise ; 
To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise. 



COXGREVE. 



It is dangerous to fall into impure conversation ; 

when anything of the kind is said before you, if the 

place and person permit, reprove him that spoke ; if 

that is not convenient, by 3'our blushes and your silence 

show at least that you are displeased. 

Epictetus. 



132 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE TOILER. 

Round swings the hammer of industry, and quickly the 

sharp chisel rings, 
And the heart of the toiler has throbbings that stir not 

the bosom of kings, — 
He the true ruler and conqueror, he the true king of 

his race, 
Who nerveth his arm for life's combat, and looks the 

strong world in the face. 

Dekis Florence McCarthy. 



My heart leaps up when I behold 

A rainbow in the sky ; 
So was it when my life began, 
So is it now I am a man. 
So be it when I shall grow old. 

Or let me die ! 
The child is father of the man ; 
And I could wish my days to be 
Bound each to each by natural piety. 

Wordsworth. 

He is ungrateful who denies that he has received a 
kindness which has been bestowed upon him ; he is un- 
grateful who conceals it from others ; he is ungrateful 
who makes no return for it ; most ungrateful of all is 
he who forgets it. Cicero. 

It is the characteristic of folly to discern the faults 

of others and to forget one's own. 

Cicero. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 133 



PERFECTION. 



It is not growing like a tree 
Or standing like a mark, three hundred year, 
To fall a log at last, dry, bald and sear: 
A lily of a day 
Is fairer far in May, 
Although it fall and die that night, — 
It was the plant and flower of light. 
In small proportions we just beauties see ; 
And in short measures life may perfect be. 

Ben Jonson. 

For every evil under the sun 
There's a remedy, or there's none; 
If there is one, try and find it — 
If there isn't, never mind it. 



Do not let us lie at all. Do not think of one falsity 
as harmless, and another as slight, and another as unin- 
tended. Cast them all aside : they may be light and 
accidental, but they are ugly soot from the smoke of 
the pit, for all that: and it is better that our hearts 
should be swept clean of them, without one care as to 
which is largest or blackest. 

RUSKIN. 

What is it to be a gentleman? It is to be honest, 

to be gentle, to be generous, to be brave, to be wise, 

and, possessing all these qualities, to exercise them in 

the most graceful outward manner. 

Thackeray. 



134 SELECTIONS FOR 



EACH AND ALL. 



All are needed by each one ; 

Nothing is fair or good alone. 

I thought the sparrow's note from heaven, 

Singing at dawn on the akler bough. 

I brought him home in his nest at even ; 

He sings the song; but it pleases not now; 

For I did not bring home the river and sky : 

He sang to my ear; they sang to my eye. 

The delicate shells lay on the shore ; 

The bubbles of the latest wave 

Fresh pearls to their enamel gave; 

And the bellowing of the savage sea 

Greeted their safe escape to me. 

I v/iped away the weeds and foam ; 

I fetched my sea-born treasures home ; 

But the poor, unsightly noisome things 

Had left their beauty on the shore, 

With the sun and the saud and the wild uproar. 

Emersox. 



The bravest trophy ever man obtained 

Is that which o'er himself, himself hath gained. 

Pope. 



Reading without purpose is sauntering, not exercise. 
More is got from one book on which the thought set- 
tles for definite end in knowledge, than from libraries 
skimmed over by a Avandering eye. A cottage flower 
gives honey to the bee, a king's garden none to the 
butterfly. Edward Bulwer. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 135 

VALUE OF PAIN. 

Hearts, like apples, are hard and sour, 

Till crushed by pain's resistless j)ower ; 

And yield their juices, rich and bland, 

To none but sorrow's heavy hand. 

The purest streams of human love 

Flow naturally never, 

But gush by pressure from above. 

J. G. Holland. 

Thus all must work Avith head or hand, 
For self or others, good or ill ; 
Life is ordained to bear, like land, 
Some fruit, be fallow as it will; 
Evil has force itself to sow 
Where we deny the healthy seed, — 
And all our choice is this, — to grow 
Pasture and grain, or noisome weed. 

Lord Houghton. 

Flowee, in the crannied wall, 

I pluck you out of the crannies; 

Hold you here, root and all, in my hand. 

Little flower, if I could understand 

What you are, root and all, and all in all, 
I should know wdiat God and man is. 

Tennyson. 

Read not to contradict and confute ; nor to believe 

and take for granted ; nor to find talk and discourse : 

but to weigh and consider. 

Bacon. 



136 SELECTIONS FOR 

APOSTROPHE TO THE OCEAN. 

Roll on, tlioii deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! 
Ten thousand fleets sweep o'er thee m vain; 
Man marks the earth with ruin — his control 
Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain 
The wrecks are all thy dee-ds, nor doth remain 
A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, 
When in a moment, like a drop of rain. 
He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan. 
Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. 

Byron. 

Thanks to the human heart by which we live, 
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears ; 
To me the meanest flower that blows can give 
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. 

Wordsworth. 

But pleasures are like poppies spread ; 
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; 
Or, like the snow-fall in the river, 
A moment white, then melts forever. 

Robert Burns. 

Conscience distasteful truths may tell, 
But mark her sacred lessons well; 
With her, whoever lives at strife, 
Loses his better friend for life. 

A MAN can do what he ought to do ; and when he 
says he cannot he will not. Fichte. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 137 

A MOTHER'S LOVE. 

A mother's love — how sweet the name! 

What is a mother's love ? 
A noble, pure, and tender flame, 

Enkindled from above, 
To bless a heart of earthly mould ; 
The warmest love that can grow cold; 

This is a mother's love. 

James Moxtgomery. 

Whoever fights, whoever falls, 

Justice conquers evermore, . 

Justice after as before, — 

And he who battles on her side, 

God, though he were ten times slain, 

Crowns him victor glorified, — 

Victor over death and pain. 

Forever. Emerson. 

Every wise observer knows, 

Every watchful gazer sees ; 
Nothing grand or beautiful grows. 

Save by gradual, slow degrees ; 
Ye who toil with a purpose high. 

And fondly the proud result await, 
Murmur not, as the hours go by. 

That the season is long, the harvest is late. 



Sow good services; sweet remembrances will sprin< 
from them. Mmk. de Stael. 



138 SELECTIONS FOR 

THREE WORDS OF STRENGTH. 

There are three lessons I would write, 
Three words, as with a burning pen, 

In tracings of eternal light. 
Upon the hearts of men. 

Have Hope. Though clouds environ round, 
And gladness hides her face in scorn, 

Put. off the shadow from thy brow : 
No night but hath its morn. 

Have Faith. Where'er thy bark is driven, — 
. The calm's disport, the tempest's , mirth, — 
Know, this: God rules the hosts of heaven, 
The inhabitants of earth. 

Have Love. Not love alone for one. 
But man, as man, thy brother call ; 

And scatter, like a circling sun, 
Thy charities on all. 



Schiller. 



Weee I so tall to reach the pole. 
Or grasp the ocean in my span, 

I must be measured by my soul : 

The mind's the standard of the man. 



Young men who spend many years at school and col- 
lege are too apt to forget the great end of life, which is to 
be and to do, not to read and brood over what other men 
have been and done. William Mathews. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 139 

KNOWLEDGE AND WISDOM. 

Who loves not Knowledge? Who shall rail 
Against her beauty? May she mix 
With men and prosper! Who shall fix 

Her pillars? Let her work prevail. 

But on her forehead sits a fire : , 

She sets her forward countenance 

And leaps into the future chance, 
Submitting all things to desire. 

Half grown as yet, a child, and vain. 

She cannot fight the fear of death. 

What is she, cut from love and faith, 
But some wild Pallas from the brain 

Of Demons? Fiery-hot to burst 
All barriers in her onward race 
For power. Let her know her place ; 

She is the second, not the first. 

A higher hand must make her mild, 

If all be not in vain ; and guide 

Her footsteps, moving side by side 
With Wisdom, like the younger child. 

Texxyson, "/w MemoriamJ" 



Let your truth stand sure. 

And the world is true ; 
Let your heart keep pure — 

And the world will, too. 

George Houghton. 



140 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE INFLUENCE OF NATURE. 

Natuee never did betray 

The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege 

Through all the years of this our life, to lead 

From joy to joy: for she can so inform 

The mind that is within us, so impress 

With quietness and beauty, and so feed 

With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, 

Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, 

Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all 

The dreary intercourse of daily life, 

Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb 

Our cheerful faith that all which we oehold 

Is full of blessings. 

Wordsworth. 

The curtain of the dark 

Is pierced by many a rent; 
Out of the star-wells, spark on spark 

Trickles through night's torn tent. 

Grief is a tattered tent 

Wherethrough God's hght doth shine. 

Who glances up at every rent 

Shall catch a ray divine. 

Lucy Larcom. 

I WOULD not waste my spring of youth 
In idle dalliance : I would plant rich seeds, 
To blossom in my manhood, and bear fruit when I am 
old. 

HiLLHOUSE. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 141 



PRAYER. 



MoEE things are wrought by prayer 
Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice 
Rise like a fountain for me night and day. 
For what are men better than sheep or goats 
That nourish a blind life within the brain, 
If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer 
Both for themselves and those that call them friend? 
For so the whole round earth is every way 
Bound by gold chains about the feet of God. 

Tennyson. 

Live while you live, the epicure would say, 
And seize the pleasures of the present day ; ' 
Live while you live, the sacred preacher cries, 
And give to God each moment as it flies. 
Lord, in my views let both united be ; 
I live in pleasure when I live to thee. 

Philip Doddridge. 

Weakiness 
Can snore upon the flint, when restive Sloth 
Finds the down pillow hard. 

Shakespeare, " Cymbellne." 



Teach me to feel another's woe, 

To hide the fault I see ; 
That mercy I to others show. 

That mercj^ show to me. 

Alexander Pope. 



142 SELECTIONS FOR 



GREAT THOUGHTS. 



Who can mistake great thoughts? 
They seize upon the mind ; arrest, and search, 
And shake it; bow the tall soul as by wind; 
Rush over it like rivers over reeds. 
Which quaver in the current; turn us cold, 
And pale, and voiceless ; leaving in the brain 
A rocking and a ringing, — glorious. 
But momentary; madness might it last, 
And close the soul with Heaven as with a seal. 

Philip James Bailey, ^' Festus" 



Where lies the land to which the ship would go? 
Far, far ahead, is all her seamen know. 
And where the land she travels from ? Away, 
Far, far behind, is all that they can say. 

Arthur Hugh Clough. 



But whether on the scaffold high. 

Or in the battle's van. 

The fittest place where man can die 

Is where he dies for man ! 

Michael J. Barry. 



He who has a thousand friends, 

Has not a friend to spare ; 
But he who has one enemy, 

Will meet him everywhere. 

Ealph Waldo Emerson. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 143 

THE STRONG WILL. 

O WELL for him whose will is strong ! 

He suffers, but he will not suffer long ; 

He suffers, but he cannot suffer wrong: 

For him nor moves the loud world's random mock. 

Nor all Calamity's hugest waves confound, 

Who seems a promontory of rock. 

That compass'd round with turbulent sound, 

Li middle ocean meets the surging shock. 

Tempest buffeted, citadel crown'd. 

Tennyson. 

They only the victory win 
Who have fought the good fight, and have vanquished 

the demon that tempts us within; 
Who have held to their faith unseduced by the prize 

that the world holds on high ; 

Who have dared for a high cause to suffer, resist, fight, 

— if need be, to die. 

W. W. Story. 



They are slaves who dare not choose 
Wrong and hatred and abuse, 
Rather than in silence shrink 
From the truth they need must think; 
They are slaves who dare not be 



In the right with two or three. 



James Russell Lowell. 



Never contract a friendship with a man that is not 
better than thyself. Confucius. 



144 SELECTIONS FOB 



THE STARS. 



Ye stars I which are the poetry of heaven ! 
If in your bright leaves we would read the fate 
Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, 
That in our aspirations to be great. 
Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state. 
And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are 
A beauty and a mystery, and create 
In us such love and reverence from afar. 
That fortune, fame, power, life, have named them- 
selves a star. 



Byron. 



TRUTH. 



It fortifies my soul to know 
That though I perish, truth is so, 
That howsoe'er I stray and range, 
Whate'er I do, thou dost not change. 
I steadier step when I recall 
That, if I slip, thou dost not fall. 

Arthur Hugh Clough. 

All is of God! if He but wave His hand. 

The mists collect, the rain falls thick and loud, 

Till, with a smile of light on sea and land, 

Lo ! He looks back from the departing cloud. 

Angels of life and death alike are His; 

Without His leave they pass no threshold o'er; 

Who, then, would wish or dare, believing this, 

Against His messengers to shut the door? 

Longfellow. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 145 



MEMORY. 



Hail, memory, hail I in tliy exhaustless mine 
From age to age unnumbered treasures shine ! 
Thought and her shadowy brood thy call obey, 
And Place and Time are subject to thy sway ! 
Thy pleasures most we feel, when most alone ; 
The only pleasures we can call our own. 
Lighter than air, Hope's summer-visions die, 
If but a fleeting cloud obscure the sky ; 
If but a beam of sober Reason |)lay. 
So Fancy's fairy frost-work melts away ! . 
But can the wiles of Art, the grasp of Power, 
Snatch the rich relics of a well-spent hour? 
These, when the trembling spirit wings her flight, 
Pour round her path a stream of living light, 
And gild those pure and perfect realms of rest 
Where Virtue triumphs and her sons are blest ! 

Samuel Rogers, 



MUSIC OF THE SPHERES. 

Look, how the floor of heaven 
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; 
There's not the smallest orb, which thou beholdest. 
But in his motion like an angel sings. 
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: 
Such harmony is in immortal souls ; 
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay 
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. 

Shakespeare, "Merchant of Venice. 



146 SELECTIOlSfS FOB 

FAME AND DUTY. 

"What sliall I do, lest life in silence pass?" 

"And if it do, 
And never prompt the bray of noisy brass, 

What need'st thou rue? 
Remember, age to ocean deeps are mate ; 

The shallows roar :' 
Worth to the ocean, — fame is but the bruit 

Along the shore." 

" What shall I do to be forever known ? " 

" Thy duty ever." 
"This did full many who yet slept unknown." 

" Oh, never, never ! 
Think'st thou perchance that they remain unknown 

Whom thou know'st not? 
By angel trumps in heaven, their praise is blown — 

Divine their lot." 

"What shall I do to gain eternal life?" 

"Discharge aright 
The simple dues with which each day is rife, 

Yea, with thy might. 
Ere perfect scheme of action thou devise. 
Will life be fled, 
■ Where he, whoever acts as conscience cries, 
Shall live, though dead." 

Schiller. 

Who does the best his circumstances allow. 
Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more. 

Young. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 147 

MILTON ON HIS BLINDNESS. 

When I consider how my light is spent 

Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, 
And that one talent which is death to hide, 
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent 
To serve therewith my Maker, and present 

My true account, lest He, returning, chide ; 
"Doth God exact day-labor light denied?" 
I fondly ask; but patience, to prevent 
That murmur, soon replies, " God doth not need 
Either man's work, or his own gifts; who best 
Bear His mild yoke, they serve Him best. His state 
Is kingly; thousands at his bidding speed. 

And post o'er land and ocean without rest; 
They also serve who only stand and wait. 



SMALL THINGS. 

'Tis a little thing 

To give a cup of water; yet its draught 

Of cool refreshment, drained by fevered lips, 

May give a thrill of pleasure to the frame 

More exquisite than when nectarean juice 

Renews the life of joy in happier hours. 

It is a little thing to speak a phrase 

Of common comfort, which, by daily use. 

Has almost lost its sense ; yet on the ear 

Of him who thought to die unmourned, 'twill fall 

Like choicest music. 

• Talfourd. 



148 SELECTIONS FOR 



ABUSE OP AUTHORITY. 



O, IT is excellent 
To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous 
To use it like a giant. Could great men tliunder 
As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet; 
For every pelting, petty officer 

Would use his heaven for thunder ; nothing but thunder. 
Merciful heaven! 

Thou rather, with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt, 
Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak, 
Than the soft myrtle. — O, but man, proud man! 
Drest in a little brief authority, 
Most ignorant of what he's most assured, 
His glassy essence, — like an angry ape, 
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, 
As make the angels weep : who, with our spleens, 
Would all themselves laugh mortal. 

Shakespeare, '■'■Measure for Measure." 



So live, that when thy summons comes to join 
The innumerable caravan that moves 
To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take 
His chamber in the silent halls of death. 
Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night. 
Scourged to his dungeon; but, sustained and soothed 
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave 
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch 
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. 

Bryant. 



ADVAJVCED CLASSES. 149 

MUTUAL FORGIVENESS. 

No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, 
Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, 
The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe. 
Become them with one-half so good a grace 
As mercy does. 

Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once, 
And He that might the vantage best have took, 
Found out the remedy. How would you be. 
If He, which is the top of judgment, should 
But judge you as you are ? O; think on that ; 
And mercy then will breathe within your lips. 
Like man new made. 

Shakespeare, '■'■Measure for Measure." 



If solid happiness we prize. 
Within our breast this jewel lies; 

And they" are fools who roam ; 
The world has nothing to bestow; 
From our own selves our joys must flow, 

And that dear hut, — our home. 

Nathaniel Cotton. 



The heights by great men reached and kept 
Were not attained by sudden flight. 

But they, while their companions slept. 

Were toiling upward through the night. 

Longfellow. 



150 SELECTIONS FOR 

. THE CHOIR INVISIBLE. 

O, MAY I join the choir invisible 

Of those immortal dead who live again 

In minds made better by their presence ; live 

In pulses stirred to generosity, 

In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn 

Of miserable aims that end with self. 

In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, 

And with their mild persistence urge men's minds 

To vaster issues. 

May I reach 
That purest heaven, — be to other souls 
The' cup of strength in some great agony, 
Enkindle generous ardor, feed pure love, 
Beget the smiles that have no cruelty, 
Be the sweet presence of good diffused, 
And in diffusion ever more intense ! 
So shall I join the choir invisible. 
Whose music is the gladness of the world. 

George Eliot (Mrs. George H. Lewes). 

Happy he whom neither wealth nor fashion, 
Nor the march of the encroaching city, 

Drives an exile 
From the heart of his ancestral homestead. 

We may build more splendid^ habitations, 

Fill our rooms with paintings and with sculptures. 

But we cannot 

Buy with gold the old associations ! 

Longfellow. 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 151 

HOME. 

But where to find that happiest spot below, 

Who can direct, when all pretend to know? 

The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone 

Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own ; 

Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, 

And his long nights of revelry and ease: 

The naked negro, panting at the line, 

Boasts of his golden sands and palmy wine, 

Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, , ' 

And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. 

Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam, 

His first, best country is at home. 

Oliver Goldsmith. 

LOVE OF COUNTRY. 

Breathes there a man with soul so dead, 
Who never to himself hath said. 

This is my own, my native land? 
Whose heart has ne'er within him burned 
As home his footsteps he hath turned. 

From wandering on a foreign strand ? 
If such there breathe, go, mark him well; 
For him no minstrel raptures swell! 
High though his titles, proud his name. 
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim: 
Despite those titles, power, and pelf. 
The wretch, concentered pJl in self. 
Living, shall forfeit fair renown. 
And, doubly dying, shall go down 
To the vile dust from whence he sprung, 
Unwept, unhonored, and unsung. — Sir Walter Scott. 



152 SELECTIONS FOR 

THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE. 

When, in the course of human events, it becomes 
necessary for one ]3eople to dissolve the political bands 
which have connected them with another, and to assume, 
among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal 
station to which the laws of Nature and of Nature's God 
entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind 
requires that they should declare the causes which impel 
them to the separation. 

We hold these truths to he self-evident: that all men 
are created equal; that they^are endowed by their Creator 
with certain unalienable rights ; that among these are life, 
liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. That, to secure 
these rights, governments are instituted among men, 
deriving their just powers from the consent of the gov- 
erned; that, whenever any form of government becomes 
destructive of these -ends, it is the right of the people to 
alter or to abolish it, and to institute a new government, 
laying its foundations on such principles, and organizing 
its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely 
to effect their safety and happiness. 

We, therefore, the representatives of the United States 
of America, in general Congress assembled, appealing to 
the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our 
intentions, do, in the name and by the authority of the 
good people of these colonies, solemnly publish and 
declare, that these united colonies are, and of right 
ought to be, free and independent States ; . that they are 
absolved from all allegiance to the British crown, and 



ADVANCED CLASSES. 153 

that all political connection between them and the State 
of Great Britain is, and onght to be, totally dissolved; 
and that, as free and independent States, they have fnll 
power to levy war, conclude peace, contract alliances, 
establish commerce, and to do all other acts and things 
which independent States may of right do. And, for the 
support of this declaration, with a firm reliance on the 
protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to 
each other, our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor. 

Thomas Jefferson. 



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the force of the crown. It may be frail; its roof may 
shake ; the wind may blow through it ; the storms may 
enter, the rain may enter, — but the King of England can- 
not enter ! All his forces dare not cross the threshold of 
the ruined tenement. 

William Pitt, Eari of Chatham. 



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This course includes the following books and charts : — 



First Music Reader. 



By Luther Whiting Mason, for fifteen years Supervisor of Music in 
the Primary Schools of Boston. i6mo. 96 pages. Mailing Price, 20 
cents; Introduction, 15 cents; Exchange, lo cents. 

To the author's fitness for the work Supt. Philbrick bears the 
following testimony : — 

A teacher of large experience, an enthusiast in the work, a man of the rarest genius 
for teaching children, a student of pedagogy, with a spirit of self-sacrifice that constantly- 
reminded me of the career of Pestalozzi, thoroughly acquainted with the best things that 
had been thought and said and done about teaching children vocal music. 

Larkin Dunton, Prin. of the Boston Normal School, says : — 

I have had better opportunities, perhaps, than any other man to know Mr. Mason's 
methods of teaching, because he has been more intimately connected with me in his work. 
He had charge of the music in the primary schools under my immediate care four or five 



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years, and then taught methods in music as much longer in the Boston Normal School . 
under my charge. And now I wish to say that I have never known the philosophy of 
methods of instruction better illustrated, either in music, or in any other subject, than it has 
been in the lessons that I have heard him give To many of these lessons I have listened 
for the fourth or fifth time, and have enjoyed them highly as works of art, so perfectly were 
they planned, so skilfully were they executed. 

The songs in this little book are admirably adapted to rote singing. 
A part of the songs can then be sung over by note, the former rote 
singing helping to fix the intervals in the mind, and strengthening 
the association between the notes and tones. It should be taken as 
an accompaniment to the First Series of Charts, containing as it 
does a partial reprint of the lessons of the Charts, with different 
illustrations, review of the Keys, exercises to be written, and into- 
nation exercises. 

A knowledge of the scale, staff, cleff, and the simple varieties of 
measure are taught, as well as the ordinary dynamic marks ; and 
the transposition into nme keys is given, as well as practice in the 
various keys. The compass of music m the Exercises and Songs is 
such as to peculiarly assist in the proper vocal training of young 
children. 

The First Reader and the First Series of Charts are intended 
for children from five to eight years of age. 

The Teachers' Manual, described on page 179, gives all neces- 
sary instruction to teachers usmg this book or the First Chart. 

See page 1Z2. f&r opinions of those using the book. 

Second Music Reader 

By Luther Whiting Mason. i6mo. 96 pages. Mailing Price, 22 
cents; Introduction, 16 cents; Exchange, 12 cents. 

Prepared to accompany the Second Series of Charts, the exer- 
cises and songs illustrating the principles treated of in the Charts. 

Before commencing the Second Series of Readers and Charts, 
the pupils are supposed to have gone through the First Series or 
their equivalent in some other course. It is also supposed that the 
ear and voice have been trained so that the pupils are able to sing 
several songs tastefully by rote ; and the sense of rhythm has been 
somewhat developed. They should be familiar with some of the 
characters used in musical notation, and should name them at sight. 



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such as staff, G-clef; whole, half, quarter, and eighth notes, and 
their corresponding rests ; measures, bars, and the double-bar. 
They will have become familiar with these while learning their 
exercises and songs. 

All through the primary course the ear should lead ; but when 
pupils enter the grammar schools, at about the age of eight or nine 
years, and commence the Second Series of Music Charts and 
the Second Music Reader, the manner of proceeding should be 
changed to a great extent. The eye should then lead, and music be 
made more of an intellectual study. 

Only the major scale in nine keys is used in this book. It takes 
up the elements in more rapid progression, introducing more diffi- 
cult varieties of measure, two-part harmonies, and a review of the 
keys. Pupils, not too young, can take up the Second Reader and 
the Second Series of Charts, even if they have not been through 
the First; while those who have will find new exercises and ad- 
vanced lessons to interest and carry them gradually forward. 

The Teachers' Manual, described on page 179, gives a course of 
lessons preparatory to taking up the Second and Third Series of 
Charts by those who have not been through the First Series, and 
as an aid to teachers who know but little about music. 

See page i2>2 for opinions of Micsic Teachers. 

Third Music Reader. 

By Luther Whiting Mason. i6mo. 96 pages. Maihng Price, 22 
cents; Introduction, 16 cents; Exchange, 12 cents. 

The Third Reader is designed to be used in connection with 
the Third Series of Charts, and has its songs based on the triads 
and chords taught in the Charts, and enables teachers to carry out 
practically what the pupil has learned theoretically from the Chart. 
Before commencing this course, the pupils are supposed to have 
gone through the Second Series of Music Charts and Second 
Music Reader, and to be able to sing easy songs, in two parts, in 
nine different keys of the major scale. 

They are now to continue the two-part singing, but are to be led 
to recognize the harmonic relation of sounds, as derived from the 



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triads of the major and minor scales, and the chords of the seventh 
and ninth. Two, three, and even four parts are attempted, but only 
in such chords as can be taken by girls, and boys before their voice* 
have changed. It takes up the various intervals, major and minor 
thirds, triads, and the most usual forms of the chords of the seventh 
and ninth. 

See page 1Z2 for cojnmendatlons of the Course. 

intermediate Music Reader. 

By Luther Whiting Mason. i6mo. 192 pages. Maihng Price, 45 
cents ; Introduction, 30 cents ; Exchange, 20 cents. 

Contains the Second and Third Music Readers in one volume. 

Fourth Music Reader. 

By Julius Eichberg and J. B. Sharland. 8vo. 336 pages. Mail- 
ing Price, ^1.05; Introduction, 75 cents; Exchange, 50 cents. 

The Fourth Reader and the Fourth Series of Charts give 
special attention to expression. The pupil, in commencing the 
Fourth Reader, is expected to have some ability in reading music ; 
and this work, as the name implies, is a continuation of previous 
instruction. But every teacher of experience well knows the value 
of reviewing former studies ; and at this stage of progress in musical 
education it is well to examine carefully all previous work. To this 
end the theory or grammar of music is introduced. 

This book contains, therefore, a complete system of musical in- 
struction. The music introduced is of a high order, and by the 
best masters, and is calculated to cultivate the taste, as well as to 
extend the knowledge and skill of the pupils. 

This Reader, under a competent instructor, may be used in ad- 
vanced grammar schools where no previous systematic instruction 
has been given. To this end, the first fifty pages of the book are 
devoted to a brief but thorough elementary course, with musical 
theory, original solfeggios, a complete system of triad practice, and 
sacred music and song, with accompaniment for the piano. 

See page i?>2 for co?nmendatwns of the Course. 



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Abridged Fourth Music Reader. 

" 8vo. 288 pages. Mailing Price, 85 cents ; Introduction, 60 cents-. 
Exchange, 40 cents. 

Omits the first fifty pages of the above book which relate to 
" The Theory of Music." 

The pupil is supposed to have mastered the tasks contained in 
the preceding books of the series ; and the regular teachers, with 
the aid of the blackboard and the charts, ought to be able to make 
such explanations and give such instruction as the peculiar circum- 
stances of the class may require. 



High School IVIusic Reader for IVIixed Voices. 

By Julius Eichberg, Director of Music in the Boston Public Schools. 
8vo. 324 pages. Mailing Price, ^1,05; Introduction, 75 cents; Ex- 
change, 50 cents. 

Contains a full course of Advanced Solfeggios for one and two 
voices, and a carefully selected number of easy Four-FdiYt Songs, 
taken from the works of the best composers. 

This work has been especially compiled to meet the growing 
wants of our mixed and boys^ high schools for a higher grade of 
music than is contained in works now used in such schools. A suffi- 
cient number of sacred songs are introduced to render this book 
admirably adapted to devotional exercises as well as to the distinc- 
tive purposes of musical instruction. The Choruses have been 
selected for their musical worth, and are well adapted to the devel- 
opment of a sound musical taste. 

Some knowledge of singing and of reading at sight is indispen- 
sable, previous to taking up the High School Reader. All the 
Solfeggios have been used for years in the Boston High Schools, 
and will be found to contain a great variety of rhythmical and melodic 
forms. They may be transposed whenever it becomes necessary, 
although most of them can be sung by pupils of a very small com- 
pass of voice. 

N.B. — The Tenor Part in many of the songs may be either 
omitted or sung by the altos (boys). 



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Teachers' Manual for First Series of Charts and 

Readers. ("National Music Teacher.") By L. W. Mason, 8vo. 
72 pages. Mailing Price, 45 cents ; Introduction, 30 cents. 

The precise work of the teacher and class is shown, each step 
being carefully explained. In fact, the basis of the book is a series 
of verbatim reports of actual lessons given to little children by the 
author. The words of both teacher and pupils are reported, so that 
the exercise is brought vividly to the mind of any intelligent 
instructor. 

Teachers' Manual for Second and Third Series 

of Charts and Readers. By L. W. Mason and H. E. HOLT. i2mo. 
98 pages. Mailing Price, 45 cents ; Introduction, 30 cents. 

This book gives a course of lessons, showing how to present the 
Second and Third Series of Charts to those who have not been 
through the First Series, and as an aid to teachers who know but 
little about music. It contains also appendices on " French Time- 
Names " and the " Management of the Voice." 

National Music Charts. 



For the Use of Singing Classes, Seminaries, Conservatories, 
Schools, and Families, By Luther Whiting Mason. In Four 
Series. Forty Charts each, size 25 X 36 inches. Price for each Series, 
by express, $8.50; Introduction, ^7.00 ; Easel, ^i.oo. Sample-leaf of 
Charts sent free to any address. 

An invaluable aid to teachers of common schools in imparting a 
practical knowledge of Music, and teaching children to sing at sight. 
They can be used on any easel the teacher may have at hand as 
readily as upon the one we manufacture, or they can be hung upon 
the wall. 

These charts will be foimd to coin? f tend themselves in the following 
particidars : — 

1. The lessons are printed from a newly invented and patented 
type, forming a beautiful page, large and distinct enough to be seen 
by the whole class at once. 

2. They save the time of teacher and scholar. 



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3. They are so systematically and progressively arranged that 
even inexperienced teachers can scarcely fail to be successful with 
them. 

4. They embody the results of many years' experience of a 
p7'actical teacher of children. 

5. They answer equally well for adults, being truly scientific 
without being dull. 

6. They have been proved by use, having been permanently 

adopted in the public 
schools of hundreds of 
our leading cities and 
towns. 

7. They bring about 
the successful reading 
of music in place of the 
parrot-like rote-singing 
hitherto prevalent in 
schools. 

8. They furnish a 
good set of model 
school-songs in tlie va- 
rious keys. 

9. They secure a 
good position of the 
body (so essential to 

health) while singing, as the pupils are obliged to look upward in 
reading from them, instead of bending over a book. 

10. They accustom the smallest children to carry parts inde- 
pendently in singing harmony. 

11. They are neat and compact, requiring no use of chalk or 
crayon, and occupying, ior forty charts, no more space in the school- 
room than is required for a single one of the ordinary pasteboard 
tablets. 

12. They are cheap and durable, serving successive classes a 
number of years. 

13. The saving of time, which would otherwise be used in 
writing blackboard exercises, makes it a matter of economy to 
furnish schools with them. 




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The First Series of Charts. 

Intended for use ::i rl.e prinizrv schools, or for children from iive 
to eight vears of age. By an eas}* and systematic progress a knowl- 
edge of the scale, staff, cleff, and the simple varieties of measure are 
taught, as well as the ordinary dynamic marks : and in the last part 
of the series the transposition into nine keys is given, as well as 
practice in the various keys. The pupils should become familiar 
with rote singing before an}- effort is made to teach notation. The 
compass of music in these charts is such as to peculiarly assist in 
the proper vocal training of young children. {See description of 
First Music Reader.) 

The Second Series of Charts. 



Adapted to pupils of eight years and upward. The elements are 
taken up in more rapid progression than in the First Series, intro- 
ducing more difficult varieties of measure, two-part harmonies, and 
a re\-iew of the keys. Pupils not too young can take up this series 
even if they have not been through the First : while those who have 
will find new exercises and advanced lessons to interest and carry 
them gradually forward. (See description of Second Music Reader.) 

The Third Series of Charts. 

Fitted for those who have been through the Second, and takes up 
the various inter\-als, major and minor thirds, triads, and the most 
usual forms of the chords of the seventh and ninth. Three-part 
songs in nine keys are introduced to illustrate the harmonies taught, 
and pupils are advanced in the science of music as far as is practi- 
cable until boj^ voices begin to change. (See description of Third 
Music Reader.) 

The Fourth Series of Charts. 

By L. W. Mason and J. B. Sharland. 

In this Series special attention is given to expression and taste, 
without which the most strict time and perfect tone would fail to 
please the cultivated ear. '; 



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theories. — G. Stanley Hall, Pedagogy^ Harvard Uni 

Their universal use would raise many scnoolmasters to the rank 
of teachers. — State Sujft M. A. Newell, Md, 

Need only their presence to recommend them. — Supervisor ¥. 
W. Parker, Boston. 

The brightest and most practical book on the subject yet pub- 
lished. — Siqft J, O. Wilson, Washington^ D.C. 

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